Celebrity crushes. We all have them, and always will. Who’s yours?
Everybody dreams—or maybe fantasize is the better word. You know, about that dangerously attractive boy who sits directly in front of you in lecture and almost caught you swooning at the back of his beautiful head the other day. Or about the girl-next-door that you can’t seem to stop loving no matter how many times you’ve been told that real life isn’t a Taylor Swift music video. More specifically, the people I’m talking about are celebrities.
First of all, damn them. Damn their irresistible nature. They’re wealthy, known, and good-looking. And, if they’re not good-looking, we usually find some way to make them seem attractive, such as the awkward lovables like Michael Cera. But, still, we see these attractive people in the tabloids, on TV, in movies, in magazines. You hear their voices, learn their secrets, and at some point, you become convinced that you’re going to marry one of these people, no matter if this person is 10 or even 20 years older than yourself. Who cares if you’re joking or not…you keep the dream alive.
So, you stick up posters of his or her face and set your computer desktop to a running collage of pictures of this person that you found off Google images. You make sure that all your friends and their moms know your obsession. You post sexy, shirtless pictures of this person on Facebook and write He’s mine <3 above it. You may even go as far and Photoshop yourself into a picture with them. Wait, that’s normal right?
Even if you’ve been joking about that marriage thing the whole time…eventually, you begin to ask yourself “What if?” It’s enticing.
What if that day comes when you just happen to move to California? And then you just happen to run into this celebrity crush of yours by a movie set that you had “no idea” was even supposed to be there? What if you become an extra and impress your crush with your natural talent for walking and fake talking? What if he asks you to get a smoothie (what I imagine people in Cali choose as their beverage of choice)? Or what if he wants to take you out for smoothies? What if that first date turns into three then four, and then finally “I do”? It’s possible. Is it not?
Stop daydreaming.