After spending some quality time with Laura and Susie today, it has become incredibly clear why I am still single: I am too old. Twenty-six may not seem old -- I have to actually THINK about how old I am now --but trust me, when the men (boys) I have crushes on are mostly years younger than me, it seems even older.
Zac Efron. Perfect hair, great smile, sweet abs.
Twenty-two years old.
Taylor Lautner. Have you seen New Moon?
SEVENTEEN years old.
Anthony Fedorov. Can sing, is kind of a nerd, would provide me with naturally blonde children.
Twenty-four years old.
After watching (500) Days of Summer twice today, I've decided that my new, age-appropriate celebrity crush is Joseph Gordon-Levitt. He is darling, has great dimples, is not seven feet tall (it's a habit), and starred in one of my favorite movies: Angels in the Outfield.
Twenty-eight years old!!
