It's Which Way Wednesday! Today, Jami and I are tackling fantasy crushes....
Right now my friends are all playing fantasy football. I’m not, don’t want to, but feel a tad left out. So I created my own fantasy. His name is Lexus. Yes, I created a boyfriend. Well, I need to entertain myself somehow while my friends are all talkin’ shop. But, Lexus did get me seriously thinking. What if I really did have a boyfriend and Lexus on the side…then what?
Before you go making your decision, let me fill you in on a little something. Lexus isn’t purely a figment of my imagination. I’m inventive and all, but something that beautiful could only be created by the Heavens. In other words, I stalk him at the gym. That’s how I know what he drives: a Lexus. And so I secretly appointed him my boyfriend.
Not only does Lexus make fantasy football chatter tolerable, but he makes the gym, um, pleasurable. An hour on the treadmill just doesn’t seem long enough as I gaze into his engorged lats and fantasize about being the barbell he holds so firmly in his massive hands - pulling me into his chest, pushing me away, and then back again. Such a tease.
Don’t have me committed just yet; this fantasy relationship I’ve got going on is not all that uncommon. People in real relationships fantasize about others quite frequently. In fact, some give their partners a “free pass” to have one crush who they can openly discuss, etc. There’s one catch though, this person typically has to be a celebrity because supposedly they’re less attainable.
One of my girlfriends and her hubby worked out one of these fantasy crush agreements. She chose Robert Pattison (I know, of all the celebrities). I just want to know one thing: who’s the fantasy monitor? I mean, how often do you get to use this pass and must you confess every time? I don’t think I’d want to know if my boyfriend was dreaming about Freida Pinto while we were all hot ‘n heavy. I totally get the part where you admit to each other about which celebrities you think are attractive and I think that is healthy. But some things are better left unsaid, like “Oh yeah while we were just making love, I was totally pretending you were Ryan Gosling.”
In general, I think fantasies are a wonderful, healthy thing. They allow you to explore your creativity, get to know yourself, work out issues, take a vacation from reality, and maybe even ride in a really nice Lexus. But as with anything, they’re only beneficial in moderation. So please, just make sure your fantasy isn’t keeping you from what you really want in reality, based out of fear. Okay, maybe after football season I’ll change gyms.
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