Fran Drescher and Peter Marc Jacobson. I really liked them as a couple because they met at 15.
The first time I saw Fran Drescher was in the movie; “Dr. Detroit” with Dan Akroyd. I thoroughly enjoyed that movie (it still stands up over time) and Fran stood out to me. I’ve always dug her vibe, basically. Her and her ex-husband were on Oprah the other day, and although I didn’t watch the entire show, her ex who she met when they were 15 years old, comes out of the closet. ::sighs::
Again, I didn’t watch the entire show but really ‘men’, can you PUL-EEZE have some confidence and stop marrying, fucking and hiding behind women because you’re a coward? If you’re struggling with your sexual identity, fine. No problem. But can you stop honing in on the gullible sect of women who look past your signals? When you do that, in my eyes you’re an opportunist, not just someone who’s in a quandary. While I want to offer empathy to anyone that is having this type of struggle, I have very little emotion for all who do this because you are selfish cowards. I’m not saying; “just come on out the closet” if you’re not ready, what I’m conveying is, until you’ve determined your sexuality, leave us [women] THE FUCK ALONE!
And a note for the ladies who look past “certain things” [this goes for Terry McMillian too, sadly. I like her] and I do feel empathy towards any woman who’s experienced that type of ‘deception’…
It seems all the tales I’ve heard about regarding this subject, every single woman (ex-wives) said; “looking back now, there were certain things”… please listen to your damn gut! When you meet a muthafuka and something gives you pause, there’s a reason for it. Just listen to your instincts and stop being so timid about tuning into the ‘signals’ from the man you bed. Your life could depend on it… dammit.