On Saturday I sent my friend Niki a photo of Nic Cage. Why? Because I know she has a crush on him. She first loved him in Valley Girl and she claims love like that only happens in the ’80s. He remains on her list because of – and I quote – “his unabashed overacting that is so overwhelmingly earnest to me.” I don’t really get the Nic Cage thing. He is not for me, except in Valley Girl. But I don’t have to get it. It’s her thing. I know her well enough that I can celebrate this about her and post a cheesy photo of him.
That got me thinking about crushes. So I asked people on Facebook who their crushes were and why. I loved the responses. What I also loved is how unapologetic everyone was with their crushes. There was no excuses, no ridicule, no shyness, no take backs. Just straight up: this is who, this is why and cries of “no, you can’t have him!” (Adam Levine almost started a war!) How cool would it be if we were as comfortable with all aspects of our lives as we are with naming our crushes out loud?
Also, I have spring fever. I am like a caged animal. So what better time to celebrate who we crush on. The dirty crushes, the long time crushes, the fleeting crushes and the crushes that you are almost embarrassed to mention yet must mention anyway. It matters not why we love them. We just do. Here are mine. Some are old, some are new, some will be with me forever.
Let’s celebrate! Here is my top ten:
Our affair started in 1977 with the original Star Wars and is still going strong. He will forever be 1977 Han to me. Yes. I love him. No, he cannot also be yours. He is mine.
She is a wild one. I want to be her best friend and hang out swapping stories, drinking wine and getting crazy. I have always had a thing for her. I am in love with how she shows up in the world. Unapologetic. Interested. Funny.
This is my celebration of the men and women I love. That guy’s exact words when I wanted to include him were: “These are fictional, I am real.” So there you go. Hmph.
This song pretty much sums it up. If you also have spring fever give it a listen:
Now you know who MY crushes are, and why. I have to say narrowing it to ONLY ten was pretty fucking tough. I am a crush monster. I also want to hear about yours. Shout it from the rooftops or let me know in the comments. Go wild. It’s spring and you are a wild one.
Because I have a crush on you,