This week the lovely Katy is our guest host, and she makes her blogging debut telling us all about the celebrities she digs on even though they aren’t conventionally “hot”.
This one is a PUZZLER for me. Not because I only like me the hot ones, but because once I find someone attractive, I automatically assume other people do too. Because that makes PERFECT SENSE! And then I feel like I’m being MEAN. Like, hey rich, successful Hollywood guy! Even though you’re not Johnny Depp, I STILL TOTALLY THINK YOU’RE HOT.
I hear they have it bad for SAHMs with library science degrees. Which makes sense. In my diary.
But! These are the rules and the game must be played!
I’ll do my best to leave cartoon characters out of it this week, though.
First on the list was easy peasy pudding pop and came to me immediately:
Oh I love him so much. He’s a chef; he’s fascinated by science; he uses words and phrases like THUSLY and OH BOTHER. And. Glasses.
Next up. I really don’t want to say it, you guys. Matt is going to flip his lid. He hates this guy. HATES THIS GUY. I will never live it down. This may be the biggest mistake I’ve ever made in my life (and I totally used to wear TAPERED LEG JEANS.)
PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME, MATT.
He’s brilliant! He is a brilliant actor. I adore him in every role he plays. I know they’re all arrogant jerks, but he’s still this cuddly teddy bear of — Yeah. I am never living this one down.
I don’t even know where to go from here. Quick! To get back in his good graces …
Does he count? I don’t know that he’s conventionally attractive, but maybe he is? See? THIS IS DIFFICULT. I’ve always had a soft spot for him. Especially in The Mask for the 12 or so seconds he’s not a green-faced-creep-monkey.
Then there is the ever lovable,
whom I have loved since his days on The Daily Show. I ADORE his role on The Office. Honestly, I don’t know how the show existed before he joined the cast. Andy Bernard is one of the most endearing characters on television. ENDEARING, I say. And endearing equates with hot in the thesaurus in my brain.
And, in one final I HATE YOU to Fox:
Big nose. Goofy face. Crazy hair. I am a sucker for that combination. Topher, I apologize for letting pretty-boy-Ballard knock you off my Fictional Five list. I AM ONLY HUMAN, after all. But maybe you could wipe my memory from that little incident and we could go hang out in one of the sleep pods and– Ahem.
So, in summary: Glasses. Goofy. Endearing. Dorky. My husband doesn’t even know who I am anymore.