The one and only Autumn Vegas chose Tom Cruise. "Legend or Top Gun Tom Cruise." To be exact. You know, before he ever called Matt Lauer "glib" or jumped on that damn couch. The good old days.
Liz picked Andrew McCarthy. Let's rephrase that. She texted me these exact words: "Andrew McCarthy!!! OMG! Mannequin! Pretty in Pink! Weekend at Bernie's! I'm dying."
Then I had Liz text Ali. "Kirk Cameron for sure." Gotta love that response! And so true. I had a lot of ripped out Tiger Beat photos of him on my wall. In fact, I think I had this exact one over my bed.
Since I was with Gabby this weekend (more on that in another post), I was able to ask her in person. Gabby's response? "Jordan Knight." Then I forgot I asked her and texted her yesterday. She was kind enough to only say again, "Jordan Knight." I blame it on the alcohol.
One of my newest favorite ladies is Kimbirdy. Her childhood crush? Andrew McCarthy (sorry, girl, already taken) and... John Cusack. Love that answer. Can't believe no one else used it. This picture - and this scene - says. it. all.
My other Ali had my very favorite answer. "Does John Stamos count? Wait, scratch that - does Uncle Jesse count?!" My response? Hell yeah it counts! I'll even give you an extra point. For what? I don't know.
Fun answers came from the gals who are still embarrassed by their crushes. Cue, the next two. Both Gabby and I agreed on our weekend adventures that Meghan is one our favorite bloggers. Turns out, she had it bad for Donnie Wahlberg from NKOTB. I guess she and Gabby have a little something in common. (I myself liked Jon - which I think just proves I had a penchant for gay men from a young age since he recently came out.)
Kim, because I've told numerous people that you're - and I quote - "an angel", I let you choose Jared Leto. Even though this was waaayyy into the nineties, but let's be honest - we all wanted Jordan Catalano. All of us. Most of us still do. This character single-handedly convinced us that falling for a guy who a) wasn't nice to us and b) couldn't read was a good idea. I think we should all charge ABC for our therapy bills. If not for Jordan Catalano then for The Bachelor. Am I right, ladies?
Now, drum roll... For my male readership. Yep, all three of them.
Jenner said, "The girl from Just the Ten of Us." I said, "Wendy or Cindy?" He said, "Cindy, but really either one. Or any girl in the eighties who looked like Cindy." I, of course, said, "Totally." Jamie Lunar, folks. Redhead in the back. Cindy was dumb as a doornail, but super hot.
And last, but never least, Todd. The brother I never had. Alyssa Milano. Really, what else needs to be said?
There you have it. Now was that a list or was that a list?
- An honorable mention must be made for my sis and my cousins. Photos would have been added, but blogger is not my friend today. Sorry. My sister's eighties faux husband? Bryan Adams. My cousins? Three of the four girls had a crush on at least one member of Duran Duran. My cousin Summer? Simon Le Bon was her Huey. At one point, we pretended to have a double wedding. (I still think John Taylor was the cutest member of the band, though. Sorry, Sum!)
For those of you who made it to the bottom of this post, wow, you don't have a lot going on today, huh? Just kidding! I love ya. :) No, really, my Huey Lewis story. Grab your hankies.
I Heart Huey
The Scene: Barnes and Noble, Christmas shopping, circa 2007
I'm shopping with my friend Katie. A man in a leather bomber jacket walks by. Honestly, and I am not making this up for the good of the blog, I immediately stared at my friend and started crying. CRYING. She looked at me like I had forgotten to take my mood stabilizers and demanded to know what was wrong. I kept shaking my head. Nothing would come out of my mouth. Finally, I uttered two words, "Huey. Lewis." It's true, he had walked past me. Katie tried to convince me to go over and say hi, but I couldn't. The moment was so perfect, I didn't want to chance it on him being less than nice to me because of my VERY messy hair that day. You better believe I followed him though and eyed him in the book aisles. I really wanted to serenade him with, "Don't need no credit card to ride this train."
A few months later, for my birthday, I got a signed, framed Huey photo. (That, for the life of me, I can't find for this post.) It turns out, Katie googled his fan club (the guy's still got one, who knew?) and wrote to him detailing our Barnes and Noble adventures. What did my signed photo say?
"Dear Kathleen, You have excellent taste. You should have said hello. Love, Huey." Hands down, my favorite two sentences of my life. I'm sorry I doubted you, Huey. I now know you would have been so nice to the crying, mentally-ill girl with the messy hair in Barnes and Noble. Thank you for that. If you need proof that Mr. Lewis is still cool or just need a good laugh, check this out and try not to die laughing.
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Tell me, who was your childhood celebrity crush?