So I have this ridiculous, 7th grade crush on David Beckham. And seein as how I'm NOT in the 7th grade, it's more like a blood-boiling, psycho, dirty infatuation. I can honestly say I don't remember the last person (with the exception of my hubby of course), celebs included, that I get THIS worked up over. I mean, I'm THIRTY TWO years old for crying out loud and I actually fantasize about him. I have this little one where we do dirty things to each other for hours on end, eat, sleep and then go get mani's and pedi's together (you KNOW he's a metro-sexual). I know, sick right?!
So, I comb the internet looking for photos and just imagine us together...like I did with Corey Haim and Rick Springfield back in the day. I pretend I'm his mistress (not even the WIFE...it gets sicker people) and we have these rendesvous. I mean, in REAL life, I'm pretty goody-two-shoes and wouldn't dream of being some dirty mistress whore, but in my subconscious, I totally am. WHAT???!!
Is this unhealthy?? Is it because I'm feeling randy that this creeps up? I do hear all the time about reaching some sexual peak in your thirties, but does that include obsessing over T.V. people with whom I have no chance in hell of ever scoring...even if I WERE single and trying??? Ahhh, maybe that's it. No harm done. It would never happen and he just fulfills some weird "kick me in the ass with your muscle-toned soccer legs" fantasy? I guess that's it. At least that's what I'm gonna tell myself tonight when we meet in my dreams...
So, I comb the internet looking for photos and just imagine us together...like I did with Corey Haim and Rick Springfield back in the day. I pretend I'm his mistress (not even the WIFE...it gets sicker people) and we have these rendesvous. I mean, in REAL life, I'm pretty goody-two-shoes and wouldn't dream of being some dirty mistress whore, but in my subconscious, I totally am. WHAT???!!
Is this unhealthy?? Is it because I'm feeling randy that this creeps up? I do hear all the time about reaching some sexual peak in your thirties, but does that include obsessing over T.V. people with whom I have no chance in hell of ever scoring...even if I WERE single and trying??? Ahhh, maybe that's it. No harm done. It would never happen and he just fulfills some weird "kick me in the ass with your muscle-toned soccer legs" fantasy? I guess that's it. At least that's what I'm gonna tell myself tonight when we meet in my dreams...
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Um...I totally get that way around Christian Bale. OMG. But this picture of Becks makes me swoon too...he's in ... perfect position!
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