Dear Boyfriends of the World,
While we may have posters of Johnny Depp on our bedroom (or dorm) walls and you may catch us reading the latest about his life in US Weekly, not that many of us actually want to get with him. So stop worrying about your “competition.”
OK, the truth is that this applies to most celebrities. We fantasize about their chiseled abs, muscular arms and strong jaws. Think Jake Gyllenhaal as the Prince… You dragged us to the movie so the least you can do is not guilt trip us for admiring his smoldering gaze and washboard abs.
But there’s no need to be jealous. Most girls, myself included, aren’t really sure if we’d want to be with someone that rock hard. It wouldn’t be conducive to good cuddling. And there’s no need to pretend you hate cuddling — we know you like it at least some of the time.
Normal girls, while admiring the Ryan Reynolds’ and Hugh Jackman’s of the world, realize that in all likelihood, he’s more into himself than he could ever be into us. We want you. The cute guy who makes us laugh, who supports us, who does things he doesn’t necessarily want to do just because we mean that much to him. That’s the guy we really fantasize about. That’s the guy who is on my mind most of the day and night.
Come on — you’ve got your Angelina Jolie’s and Megan Fox’s and Gemma Arterton’s (think Prince of Persia). Sometimes we girlfriends of the world even engage you in conversation about the female hotties in Hollywood. The least you can do is let us silently admire the male hotties and keep our posters.
Love,
Rosella & The Rest of the World’s Girlfriends
This post appeared on HOSTAGE magazine's blog today.
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