I know I’m showing my age here, but Shaun Cassidy was my very first celebrity crush. Oh, how I yearned for him with all my eight-year-old heart. (So perhaps it’s not so weird that my seven-year-old niece just wore a Justin Bieber t-shirt on her first day of school.)
When I was a kid, music came on vinyl, and we liked it:
The Hardy Boys Mysteries was appointment viewing at the Johanson household, by order of the eldest daughter:
Is it sad that I still get a little thrill gazing at him? Nah…
I’m posting pictures like these every weekday, of a man who is attractive and desirable, because I like to look, dammit — and because the female gaze doesn’t have to be such serious business.
(If you have a suggestion for someone we should female-gaze at, feel free to email me with a name or a link to a particular photo.)