Thursday, September 2, 2010

Only I can be this convoluted. Why?

I have a girl crush.

What is a girl crush?

A girl crush is for a straight girl what a man crush is for a straight man. That is when a straight girl has a "crush" on another girl, not sexual but kind of idolizing her. Unfortunately my girl crush takes it a few steps further. I'm tacking on these few requirements for as I'm a girl and I can get away with more before being called a lesbian. For all intensive purposes one or both of the following apply:
  • You are attracted to a person of the same sex.
  • You are turned on by a person of the same sex.
This, of course, is when you don't typically have such feelings for those of the same sex. I, while straight, am attracted to a woman. Therefore I have a girl crush. Sorry Kristen Stewart, but I've just upped your creepy circumstances meter, you as Joan Jett in The Runaways gives me butterflies every time.

This is so much further along than I care to admit. However I feel that if I put it out in the world that I might get over this. I go through the performances in the movie to catch glimpses of her. I slow the film down in order to watch her look up from her guitar. The smoky eyes, the thick eyeliner. The gum chewing. Until now I thought that there was no sexy way to chew anything. I stand corrected. Then there's just her look. I think that's more Kristen than Joan, but whoever is showing through has got it. I don't even know what "it" is. All I know is that it makes me smile and I have to shake my head to clear it and focus. And her hair. I sigh when I think about her hair. Short, black and long enough to move when she plays but short enough to stay out of her face. I can't forget the face, her face. The way she looks at you with the intensity that can say so much. The way she can smile with only the slightest curve of her mouth...

okok, I'm out of it.

All of this and she isn't even real. The actual Joan Jett, in all her glory (and there is a lot of glory) just isn't the same. This girl who is on drugs but brilliant. There are so many things that say no yet I'm still metaphorically running towards her. This is cruel. I need this to pass. I have no idea what to do with myself, how to get over this. I have a headache.