Saturday, November 20, 2010

Charlie's Angels

Once upon a time there were 3 little girls who went to the police academy.

And there was one little girl who stayed up way past her bedtime just so she could watch them.

This show was an huge part of my life. I have no idea why I became so obsessed with it but you would have thought I was a teenage boy.

I could barely stand the anticipation waiting for Wednesday so I could see what peril the Angels got into next.

The night would start off pretty good, with the 8PM airing of Bionic Woman which was especially good when Jamie got Max the bionic German shepherd. But then there was a lull when Baretta came on. It was sort of OK because I liked his bird but overall it was just filler and I would watch the clock and count the commercials until the the real reason I was up so late would come on.

I wanted to be exactly like them. They were thin, had beautiful faces, and gorgeous hair. I thought I was fat, not so pretty and was sorely in need of some professional hair help. They also had cool clothes and weren't afraid of anything. I had dorky clothes and was scared of everything.

It was escapism. Pure and simple. I recently watched a few episodes of the first season and aside from the nostalgia there wasn't a whole lot to get excited about. But I was 12 when I first started watching the show so I wasn't exactly a connoisseur of good TV. I was a huge fan of Love Boat too so that should put it in perspective.

But no matter what I think of it now, back then it was a very important part of my life. It was one of those things that I looked forward to and gave me a giant amount of pleasure. In some respect though I think it gave me unrealistic goals. No matter how thin I got I could never be as small as any of them. It wasn't my body type. I run towards the athletic build which in my mind as a young teen meant I was fat. Now I'm glad I carry more muscle but back then it seemed like a curse.

Because my dad worked for CBS and did a lot of freelance work for movies, commercials and anything else he was asked to do, he could often call in favors. The biggest favor he ever called in (as far as I was concerned) was getting me onto the set to meet the cast. I don't think I was ever as excited to meet anyone in my life.

I can still remember exactly what the set looked like and how I felt when we went in. I got to watch them film a scene in their office and I got a huge kick out of watching Bosley and Sabrina sit on the set in full makeup and costume in front of the camera while Jill and Kelly sat off to the side reading their lines while they were robes and had their hair up in towels. Later that afternoon they switched places to film the same scene from a different angle and it was Jill and Kelly sitting all done up while the other two had changed into more comfortable clothes.

I remember meeting Farrah Fawcett and realizing not only was she barely as tall as I was (and I'm a shorty) but she couldn't have weighed more than 100 pounds soaking wet. She was SO tiny. Her hair was the biggest thing about her.

Kate Jackson was very nice to me and shook my hand and told me how great it was that I was a fan. But by far the nicest of them was Jaclyn Smith. She put her arm around me and took me back to her trailer where we took pictures together and she sat down and talked with me. She told me twice she thought I was such a pretty girl and for me at the time I was over the moon. I don't think I stopped smiling for a week.

Unfortunately my parents were never big on photographs so the I only have a few from my visit and Jaclyn was the only one I took a picture with. I have all their autographs and I would have liked to have scanned them and posted them but I'm a bit at a loss as to which memory box they are in.

No matter though. It was such a dream come true for me at that age and truly happy memory that still makes me smile to this day.



It occurred to me if I really looked into it I could probably figure out which episode they were filming that day by looking for the outfit she was wearing in this picture.