Crushes Of Yore: No Apologies Necessary

Since I can’t get Pinterest to work with Blogger at this time of night, I’ll just go ahead and throw all sorts of random commentary on a few Crushes of Yore (and one that would have counted, except not)…

– Much as I adore him to bits – and believe me, I’m crushing on him hard right now – Jonny Lee Miller is to Benedict Cumberbatch what Biscoff is to Nutella. (Also, my brother will always hate him for making out with Angelina Jolie in Hackers.)

– Speaking of things that my family wants me to apologize for, my parents will never understand why I can’t get myself to root for Novak Djokovic, even though he’s winning almost everything that he puts his mind to these days. (Okay, maybe not Wimbledon.) Reason being that I can’t seem to get into the game when he’s on court in the same way that I do when I watch Federer or Nadal, for whom every move is the stuff of poetry. But hey, at least Nole’s spoofs are funny.

– I also refuse to apologize for my ongoing obsession with Lee Pace’s elven wig-and-headdress combo. That’s all.

Love, Stella

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Stella Torres

is the author of the adult contemporary romances Save the Cake, Crushingly Close, and Nine Years Away, as well as the short story “Be Creative” in the anthology Kids These Days: Stories from Luna East Vol. 1.

In her previous life, she has worked in public relations, taught English as a second language, and even attended graduate school (twice!). She has lived in Indonesia, Honolulu, and Quezon City before moving back to her hometown of Los Banos, a few hours’ drive (with traffic) from the heart of Manila.

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