"If your love has been dumped, recycle it. Save the Earth. Save Yourself. "- anonymous
Just another addition to the post, seeing as I already listed down potential real-life candidates for this boyfriend hunt. I might as well allow the public to view the hollywood potentials that cloud my fantasies well past your bedtime.
The Contenders:
John
1. John Krasinski: Everything I would want in a husband. Humor, height and handsome. Oh, and I might as well throw in hands since
I've become playful with the H's. Lovely size, aren't they? Although it must be said, his face can be slightly goofy at times and may remind of me of a sad-eyed bull dog, this is meant in the kindest terms and he is still on my list, so, John, you are welcome.
Henry
2. Henry Cavill: The strength of a well-used British accent will never cease to amaze me. Nice jaw. Does very well in the sex scenes might I add (only reason the Tudors
interests me, I shamefully admit. On second thought, the writers must know that their drama lacks in quality if they must place so many breasts and bare butts to keep the audience from dwindling).
Harry
3. Prince Harry: Since I started with the Brits, I may as well add another one in. Ginger hair? My theory is either you can either a) look really horrid in it or b) look really, really good. Prince Harry went from a. to b. in a short span of time. He grew out of his awkwardly, gawky stage and finally flaunted what British royalty and
his lovely mother gave him. Also, you must admit, having ginger hair is better than having none at all (eh Prince William?)
Joe
4. Last but not least, probably the most embarrassing to admit seeing
as I like to claim I am an adult, Joe Jonas: Yes, that Jonas, of the teenybopper boy band. If you've never heard of the Jonas Brothers than you probably have not come into contact with
those of the age grou
p 8-15. Or me. The middle brother seems to catch my interest quite frequently. Maybe its his hair, or the ever-so-obvious bulge
in those tight skinny jeans that he insists on wearing everywhere (no complaints here though). Maybe its his promise to remain pure? (suuree). For whatever reason, Joe Jonas has made it onto this list and will remain there until, well, that bulge disappears. Also, something must be said about the family's genes. How is it that the mother reproduces three kind, pure, gorgeous young men that turn into international popstars? All my parents raised were a lazy boy-crazy girl, her stubborn sister, and naggy brother. Neither of us rock gorgeous curls, the guitar or purity rings. So to Joe, Joe's mother and Joe's father: thank you.
My Imaginary Boyfriend Hunt Plan:
See, I used to have this image of myself, back when I wanted to pursue psychology as a university major, where I would flee to Los Angeles after I had earned my degree as a marriage counselor. Seeing how horrid Hollywood's divorce rate is, I would of course, get rich off my ass. However, during one of these sessions stumbles in one of the above with a stubborn tiny wife on his tail. I would play the comforting friend and professional and soon after their inevitable divorce, would play the comforting more-than friend and less-than professional.
Wouldn't that play out just perfectly?
Oh well, back to dreaming about ripping off Asshole Guy's shirt in my Economics class. Hmm, maybe Henry would like a turn in this fantasy?
Until next time darling
The Huntress
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