That’s Stella

I was at a party last weekend. The balcony of this house had breathtaking views of the night city skyline. It started to rain and everyone rushed inside, but I was getting hot and went against the tide towards the balcony for some fresh air. There was a familiar cute boy on the balcony, and we started dancing in the rain. He kept kissing my neck, but I wished it was someone I actually fancied so I could enjoy the experience as much as cute boy thought I was. When it stopped raining I said goodbye and left with my friends because cute these days just doesn’t cut it.

Of course the one I’ve recently developed a bit of a thing for is nothing but a movie star crush - ie. completely unattainable and safe. I know he’s out of my reach so there’s no expectations of something greater.

I met my movie star crush a month or so ago. I didn’t think anything of him at first because he is SO much older the me. It’s even worse then the 16 year age gap between me and my last rendezvous.

I know what you’re thinking and all I can say is I swear I don’t have a thing for older men!
Why would I?

I can’t wait to see him. He’s witty and intelligent and assertive. Slightly aloof. He’s tall and suave and sexy. He wears dark wash jeans with cool t-shirts and tailored blazers. Striking blue eyes. The best laugh ever.

But as I said… he’s a movie star crush.

Because I’m pretty sure he’s at least 20 years my senior, MARRIED… with KIDS.

Wrong wrong and wrong!

Before I found out he was married, I saw Somethings Gotta Give on TV. After the movie, I pretty much convinced myself that if something were to happen between us, that I wouldn’t fight it! Ha! Who am I kidding. I am so attracted to him that I wouldn’t fight it even if it meant having my friends question my sanity. I’m sure they have been for years anyway.