Today, I was thinking about back in the day, when I was young and all about cute boys and movie stars. I was sleeping in a bedroom plastered with posters of all the heartthrobs of the moment. There were SO many that were perfect to stare at – too many to list. But there was one that I was particularly fond of (read: obsessed with). I adored Duran Duran back then – I remember buying up all the teen magazines, and cutting out their pics, so I could plaster them all over the wall. And my absolute favorite?
John Taylor from Duran Duran
He was it for me back then, when I was a delusional 15 year old. I had every album, knew every word, although none of that really mattered. All I cared about was that he was super cute, and he wore eyeliner – VERY HOT!
What else matters when you’re a teenager? Nothing.
I looked it up today and I can’t believe it but John Taylor is going to be 50 this year. 50! I’m not going to lie – that is beyond depressing. When your hearthrob ages, it only means one thing – you are getting old.
So fess up – who was your favorite heartthrob back in the day?
(Side Note: Sometimes it’s okay to write fluff – this is one of those times. Forgive me.)