What's the Story Though? (An Opinionated Soul In Constant Search of a Story)

You look into his wide blue eyes and swoon. He smiles his mischievous smile and whispers in your ear: "You look so beautiful, none of the statuesque women I've worked with possibly compare to your homely round face." You smile genially as you take his hand and say "Oh, Jake, you flatter me. Now, let's go to the academy awards." Then you waltz in with your handsome hubby as the voice booms: "Introducing Mr and Mrs Gyllenhaal". And with that embarrassing daydream you jolt back to reality, the cold harsh reality where you're still a forever single college freshman and clearly not married to one of the hottest stars in Hollywood. Ah, celebrity crushes. Where would we be without them? Probably doing a lot more productive things but whatever. So the basic assumption is that we have celebrity crushes because they symbolize the unattainable. They are these inexplicably gorgeous, talented, hilarious people that you watch on screen and t