Minor Obsession

Over this past weekend, I was reminded of the fact that I have a serious weakness (problem) when it comes to guys with long hair. Specifically when it falls in their face. (I know, I'm a geek.) But for some reason, it tops my list of Top 10 Sexiest Things EVER. (Don't even get me started on guys in pigtails...)

So Friday night, when I was at the highly anticipated Jimmy Eat World concert, I was in heaven. HEAVEN! Not only are they my favorite band, but I was literally 7 people to the left and 4 people back from the lead singer, Jim Adkins (God, I love the Metro) who through the entire show had his sweat soaked hair plastered to his face. It was amaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazing. I felt like I had converted back to my former 9th grade giddy self (minus the braces.) It was quite fabulous.

When I got home later that night, I started thinking about my little "fascination" and realized, that 99% of the time, it has to be the lead singer part of the equation that puts me into the "Beside Myself-Mode," because I have guy friends with long hair and I don't turn into a giddy school girl upon seeing them! (Although with one friend I do find myself needing to simply touch his hair from time to time. Thank you, Bill.) And it's not ALL lead singers either, just some. Dave Grohl from the Foo Fighters didn't make me giddy when I saw him live with his hair in his face, but I did think he looked damn sexy.

What can I say, I'm a girl and girls are ridiculous about things like this. (Me especially.) Ahhhhhhhh, the tangled webs we weave...(That phrase doesn't really fit my story, I just felt like throwing it in for good measure.)