Remember that episode of Friends where Ross creates a list of celebrities he’s allowed to sleep with if he ever runs into them in person? My partner and I, both big-time celebrity gawkers, were inspired by that episode to create our own lists. But to keep it totally non-threatening to our fragile egos, we limited it to women. That way we could both rest easy that if the other one ever actually ran into someone on his list, chances of his being able to seal the deal were substantially reduced than if he ran into, say, Rupert Everett.

For a while, Madonna topped my list, but now I just find her terrifying. Then, I realized that a number of women on my list were there not because I was attracted to them but because I wanted to be them.

But holding steady for 2 plus years now, the top of my list has been Rachel McAdams. I first fell for her when I saw Red Eye, in which she plays the world’s most calm and collected hotel manager ever. (I can't help but fall for anyone who can promise me a free room upgrade.) She’s gorgeous, classy, and comes across in interviews like a smart, decent actress who isn’t full of herself. Plus she’s Canadian.

Finding myself serious crushing on her, I set out to discover the entire McAdams oeuvre. Fortunately, she’s only been in a handful of movies, making her an easier object of obsession than some other actresses I wish we could see less of.

As a Mean Girl, I found her way more sympathetic than Lindsay Lohan. Then again, I also find Rosie O’Donnell more sympathetic than Lindsay Lohan. And I even sat through treacly dreck like The Notebook and The Family Stone (shudder) just for a glimpse of my favorite girl. Now comes news that finally, after 3 years MIA, her next film, Married Life, is in post-production, and she’s been cast in The Time Traveler’s Wife, based on the popular bestseller. And if rumors prove true that her romance with Ryan Gosling is on the fritz, I guess I finally have a serious chance with her.

After Rachel, the number 2 on my list is a recent addition. Here she is. Who makes yours?