What if you love a celebrity

Then, we impose the fictitious ideals they project onto our actual romantic prospects. Celebrities are human too, of course, but they are also always playing a role. Do you really think Ellen and Portia have never slammed doors on each other in a fight over something petty? At the age of 21, I published a book. How many people can say that?

As it turns out, more people than ever. Close Search. They might also offset circumstantial loneliness — as so many of us are facing in the pandemic — or help someone manage a relationship loss. We may also, accordingly, feel safer with celebrity crushes and use them to avoid real-life relationships, in extreme cases. At the end of the day, indulge in whoever makes you thirsty. To lust after a celeb or fictional character is universal — a part of being human. I love Brad Pitt, and that devotion has been going strong for 16 years now so loyal, I know.

My husband adores Rachel Weisz. So, who you are you crushing on? Remember me for 30 days. This device is not shared with anyone under the age of Your browser is not supported. We do our best to optimize our websites to the most current web browsers. Please try another browser.

Search stories from Slice. Sign up for Newsletter. Pop Culture. Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email. Written By. You May Also Like. Jay Ellis. The Great Debate: Gen-Z vs. Now You Know. Latest Love. Customize Select the topics that interest you:. Love and Sex. We saw each other constantly and talked about the future. This time, our bond felt deeper. I lay down next to him as my tears dripped onto his clean white rug. I was in love and overwhelmed. His team lost, but we still celebrated his favorite holiday in true Cinco de Mayo spirit: margaritas and Mexican.

At a table filled with our friends, I stared at him. Not because he was wearing a silly oversize sombrero, but because I realized I was ready. I had finally arrived at a place where I could accept he was no longer an overgrown child.

He was a grown-up, and he had made forgivable mistakes. We arrived back at his home, and I immediately, inexplicably, became violently ill all over his walls.

I convinced myself my mystery illness was a coincidence, but now I'm convinced it was a sign. A voice deep inside me was telling me this wasn't right. I buried it. I woke up the next morning drowning in his tee shirt, still optimistic. The next morning, he went to LA for business. I had plans to meet him there one week later.

Immediately upon my arrival, he said he needed to see me and give me a gift. His voice sounded desperate. We sat down at a restaurant for tea as he slid a small box across the table. I opened it: a beautiful gold bracelet. Thank you. Three months later, he was engaged, and soon after that, he married his pretty new love.

I Googled her and found photos of her last three boyfriends: all famous actors. They deserve each other, I thought. Many women make the mistake of believing they're the one who can change a man. When he'd opened up about his past, I felt special. I believed I would be the mystical creature who could change both the athlete and the game. I couldn't, and I felt broken.

Six weeks after he dumped me, I met David — a short, artsy, tattooed Buddhist who worked in advertising.