I HATE CELEBRITY CRUSHES. I've always hated them, for the following reasons:
(i) They are pointless. I don't care if you fancy the celebrity, you're not going to get them.
(ii) They hurt. If I were in a relationship with a girl who openly fancied a celebrity - even worse, a specific celebrity - the message I'd be getting from that is plain and simple: you're not good enough. And I quote, from my ex a few years ago: "...so I went for second best, and I got you." Oh, thanks.
(iii) They make people do stupid things. Another one from the ex: breaking free of my hug to scream at a rock star (a rock star who I've always thought is ridiculously ugly) to, and I quote again, "fuck [her]". Once again, thanks.
(iv) I don't do celebrity crushes. While I can appreciate the aesthetic good looks of someone in the public eye, I can do that for my friends, my family, my colleagues, my girlfriend, or even people who look good in the street. I don't immediately want to sleep with someone because they look good. I already have a gorgeous girlfriend, thanks very much.
(v) They nullify relationships. If you're with someone and they talk about this celebrity they like, where does that leave you? Even worse, if you fancy somebody and they talk about this celebrity they like, what do you do about that? Go home and cry? (Well, that's what I used to do.)
So, my message here is for anyone who is prone to getting celebrity crushes: forget about it. Some people are hot, that's the way that things are. But just because someone looks nice, it's hardly a "come hither". I'd concentrate more on appreciating what you have rather than lusting uselessly after somebody you just don't know. Or your vision of them, anyway.
And if you do have a celebrity crush, don't go on about it to your boy-/girlfriend. Because that just smacks of the none-too-hidden message, one that I pray I'm not going to hear ever again: you're not good enough.
Thursday, 5 June 2008
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6 comments:
I've only had celebrity crushes when there was nobody around to develop a crush on. For some reason my stupid teenage brain always needed to be thinking about SOMEONE.
Now that I'm in a relationship, I wouldn't dream of acting the way your ex did! In fact I wouldn't have done that when I was single, but whatever.
I spent most of my adolescence constantly expecting to meet Spike and have him fall madly in love with me. Imagination is a wonderful thing.
Ahem. I know why you wrote this post.
It's not my fault that I was told to look at hot men all day - only doing my job :P
Actually, I wouldn't want any of 'em. You're not second best to me, you know.
Lunch was lovely. As were you. And the gifts.
xx
Hee - actually, strangely enough, I had this post planned in my head before I saw you for lunch. Wasn't precipitated by you at all. (Not in any major capacity, anyway :p)
It was all lovely. Too damn fast, though.
xx
Awww, bless your naughty socks.
ILB, I can't believe I fell for the clicky link in your last post. Very GRR! I shall be plotting my revenge now, you know.
I never really had any celebrity crushes. I seem to have gone along with the Brad Pitt thing, but not *really* fancying him. Although, I fancied his hair in Interview with the Vampire. So fluffy!
Now I have Mister, don't really need anything more. He's all I could want, need, desire.
Awww, thats just mean what your ex said. Now that does really take the biscuit.
As for celebrity crushes...I don't I've ever really had one, sure, I think Gerard Butler is fit, but when watching 300 with Barry I don't go 'wow, I really fancy him, he's soooo gorgeous'. Barry knows I appreciate the male form, but I don't talk about celebrities constantly. Besides, Barry openly oggles that Claire girl from Heroes.
One of my mates did used to have really bad crushes on celebrities, to the point where she'd find out their addresses and send them birthday cards. Thank heavens she has a boyfriend now and doesn't do that anymore
I once dated a girl who had a major celeb crush on one of the Osmond brothers (yes, I'm that old). To make it worse, she had actually met and chatted with said brother not once, but several times when they played at shows in the area. The Osmonds being Mormon, she actually began attending an LDS church in the area to improve her chances.
Not surprisingly, we didn't last much past the end of the summer.
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