here's a nice thing about blogging: I can say just how much this beautiful boy disturbed my peace. I liked the scene in 17 Again where he and the mum were dancing, because I thought, yeah, I'll probably be the kind of middle-aged woman who would find that kind of 22 year-old beauty affecting.
My brain had a lot of trouble with the idea that VH gets to wake up to him, sit and eat breakfast with him, make him laugh...then I saw the Dolly interview, where he had this little shadow of a boyish mustache and I thought, oh, you really are just like anyone else.
I sing in a church choir, and the minister this morning was talking about role models. He said how full of grace Stephen was--and how that made him beautiful, charismatic, people were drawn to him. It made me think of the superstars like ZE who are that to so many more thousands of people, and I wondered about what they preach. When the young go to them, to their webpages to have magic made real all over again.
He could be as beautiful as you like, but if he wasn't so famous you'd get used to him, no doubt.
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