Saturday 29th July 2017 will be a day that goes down forever in the blog memory archives. 2017 is the year that the teenage hormone fuel extravaganza that was the film ‘Barb Wire’ was set in. It was also the year I got to meet my all time teenage first love; Pamela Anderson. ( Yes, I was a lonely teenager).
More importantly, she did not disappoint.
A remarkably upbeat presence in the room (considering every Comicon guest is confined to a desk writing their name 10-12 hours a day) Pam was both warm, funny and friendly. It even felt like she was flirting a bit. I guess we forget that she is actually Canadian. I couldn’t decide what I should get signed. I couldn’t find my old Barb Wire poster but found a couple of Maxim magazines with her on the cover ( now sadly wrinkled by over a decade of unprotected open air loft storage). There was also my ‘Baywatch Factfile’ which seemed the more hilarious option as it was the exact book Borat had in the movie.
I explained that I had the book since I was 15 which received an ‘Awww’ from her. When I got to her desk my mind was blurry as I was half frozen and half nervous, like first date chatty when I tried to fit in as much banter as I could.
The whole process probably lasted under 30 seconds but striding up straight away when there are normally hour long queues was a dream.During the very brief walk up to her desk I went through a quick emotional journey: Through relief, awe, euphoria, love and then shock.
I was probably chatting waffle but it was all a blur anyway. I held up the queue slightly as I turned around again after the signing, to plead for one more question about the filing of Borat movie. The strict displeased comic con staff holding up her hand like football referee was overruled by the beautiful and inviting smiling face of Pam herself. She advised me that she WAS aware of the ‘sacking ‘ moment during the filming of Borat. I had heard the opposite and was convinced she had not known, so it was a testament to her acting really.
Pam really is such a babe but I didn’t say that as I had just seen Barb Wire the night before. A quick look of disgust came over my face as the guy next to me plonked down a Playboy poster.
Her figure is still the focus of media attention as in the last few days there, there were pics of a wardrobe malfunction during her photoshoot in Italy recently.
One thing that stands out through all of this experience is how little make up she wore. The old cliche that you sometimes don’t recognise people you think are beautiful on TV without makeup but this incorrect in this situation. Meeting her close up her face and cheekbones structure were as spectacular as you see on the big screen. Without the excessive pin-up stage make up she looked like a kind and beautiful person without her make up anyway. She is clearly confident, funny and charming. That is what a star really is in my opinion.
It is all about that smile.
Sadly I didn’t get a photograph of my experience and the Comicon organisers were pretty cagey with getting free pics but I managed to get a shoddy pap after, just before the security guard stepped into shot to protect their ‘asset’. A person should never be an ‘asset’ but there you go. Big Business.
It’s important to remember people get old and the body changes but a smile and a kind impression can last forever and that is what makes a star in my eyes. Not a bad day and it wasn’t even 2pm yet. You can read about the rest of the day here.
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