Crushes without Eyeliner, Mostly

Someone mentioned Shaun Cassidy on twitter today. I am not really exactly sure what they were referencing as I was too lazy to check, but I was not too lazy to remember the warm tingly feeling I used to get from Shaun Cassidy. I was just a wee girl of 6, but wow I knew what dreamy was and Shaun Cassidy was mega-dreamy. I even had a Shaun Cassidy t-shirt that I wore with distinction and honor. I was envy of almost every 6 yr old girl in Thomaston, GA.

Over the years my taste changed and as is often the case my crushes mirrored popular culture. Hot on the heels of Shaun Cassiday came Han Solo fresh from an outer galaxy known as Hollywood. Of course I was again just a wee girl, but even as wee girl I knew that Luke Skywalker was not for kissing. He was comfortably in the friend zone and the poor thing would stay there loveless and relatively unkissed for the next three movies. Han Solo on the other hand was just the right mixture of good looking and rugged rogue to get the heart pumping. As quickly has Han Solo had a place in my heart he was replaced by Gregory Harrison! OMG, he player Gonzo Gates on Trapper John MD. Now, I am not really sure what a 10 yr old girl was doing watching Trapper John MD to begin with, but nonetheless watch it I did. I have to admit that even after all these years, I still kinda find Gregory Harrison hot.

It was around the age of 11 that things got serious as far as crushes went, because this was when the celebrity crushes became intermingled with the real life crushes. I won't name any names regarding the real life crushes, but I can tell you one thing, they were all TALL. Life was a hard as a 5'5"tall and still growing 11 year old girl. Of course the celebrity crushes were also on men over the height of 5'10" (somethings transcend real life and fiction). By 11, I was firmly and unabashedly in love with Duran Duran front man, Simon LeBon. Really seriously firmly and unabashedly in love with Simon LeBon. Every inch of the walls in my bedroom were covered with Duran Duran posters. I was member of the Duran Duran fan club. Every cent from my allowance went into purchasing Duran Duran merchandise and records (yes actually round records). I even sent Simon a birthday card every year, on October 27 (fuck yes I still remember although I no longer send a card~sorry Simon). This crush lasted longer than all the others. At least straight threw to 9th or 10th grade.

By the time I got to high school crushes were replaced by actual live boys who actually asked me out and then tried to do anything to separate me from my panties. Looking back I probably should have stuck with Simon, it would have been far less tiring.