I used to wonder at the fact that my crushes (on the famous, that is) don't seem to have any physical characteristics in common. And then a friend said that they have brains in common, and I realized she was right. Stupid and pretty doesn't work for me*. Smart, witty, articulate, well read - all these things count. Beyond that either there is chemistry or their isn't.
My latest crush? Well, I accidentally watched the first episode of the new season of Top Chef. And a few minutes in I had my fave all picked out. And yeah, I have a crush. Why not? He can cook and I'm assuming he is smart. Not guessing, assuming.
Guessing would be thinking "hmmm. He says 'you' not 'youse'. And he enunciates. Maybe he's smart"
Assuming is....well, he gave up a full scholarship to MIT to cook. So yeah, I'm crushed.
Oh, the contestant? Here.
*Except once. Getting over it guy was lovely. But dumb as a bag of hammers. Nevertheless, that's what I needed at the time.
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That's quite the beard, for a chef.
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