Today's topic on this 31 day blog challenge is my first celebrity crush. Aside from picking a side between the Backstreet Boys and Nsync battle (I was a BSB girl just for Brian, but actually went to an Nsync concert), from what I can remember my celebrity crushes didn't begin until middle school. And there are 2. We'll start with the easy one.
Paul Walker. I saw this guy while flipping through magazines with a friend one night and it was love at first sight. I had no idea who he was, what he was in, or if he was an actor or singer. I think we were in 7th grade, or going into 7th grade, so it was around 2002 or 2003. He looked something like this around then.
And we can all agree that Paul Walker aged well. His car accident happened the night of the Diaper Party for Tucker and the same friend that I was with when I discovered him was there. She said "Erin, that's your guy!" I probably would have cried had I not been miserably pregnant (35 weeks and 3 days is miserable when its 2 days after Thanksgiving and you're having high blood pressure issues) and surrounded by a huge group of people that would have made fun of me.
The second, and biggest, celebrity crush was... Kenny Chesney.
My favorite album of his was When the Sun Goes Down. There isn't a bad song on that record. The Good Stuff is still my number one favorite song. I like his old stuff more than the new stuff, but still consider myself a Kenny fan.
Now you all know who I had pictures of hanging on the walls of my room as a teen.