Whitley | October 9, 2009 | 12 Comments
Taylor…hi. Listen, we need to talk.
Look, I get it. You’re super hot and muscle-y and buff now,and you can play do crazy flips and are super bendy and stuff. We know. YOU are the star of New Moon, not that scruffy, dirty, beer-drinking, could-be-a-model for the Salvation Army. I’m into it, I really am. I enjoy all these new photo shoots you are doing (most of them wet and in white shirts. Why is that?) and I look forward to hearing your intelligent patient responses to the same questions over and over in every interview you do.
In fact, all this publicity about you, combined with the fact she is reading New Moon for the first time, has resulted in my friend, my BEST friend, switching to Team Jacob. *painful gasp* *sobs into my hands*
It’s been hard. I’ve had a difficult time accepting it, but I’ve been working through it and trying to get on with my life. I will be able to move on. But I haven’t let this get in the way of our friendship. In fact, it’s brought us closer, since now I will be more likely to post news about you since I know that she (and a few more of my readers) would love to be on top of you the things happening in your career. We love to look at your pictures and giggle, and yearn for a special day in February so we don’t feel quite as pervy.
But this week, I’ve been quickly reminded how so NOT different you are than the boys I went to high school with (which I just left about 3 years ago, so I still remember this with perfect clarity.
The Letters To Twilight (complete with hilarious timeline) about the differences between you last year when Twilight was released, and you now during New Moon promotion reminded me of it, and the clip on E! News I saw last night just hammered it home.
(Sorry for the crappy quality)
You are THAT guy in every high school, that everyone knows who I’m talking about. You are the kid who the girls have gone to school with since pre-K, and have always thought you were cool as a person, but you were just there, melting into the pavement.
Then junior year? *BOOM* You’ve grown a foot and half taller over summer, muscles are bursting out all over the place, the voice drops a few octaves, and all of a sudden, you are THE star of the school. Girls who barely gave you a glance last year are now slipping you their numbers in the hallway. As a result of this (and you are probably really good at a sport or two as well), you also have a newfound respect from your fellow male classmates too.
That was always such a weird feeling to me when I was in high school, every year after summer break. Walking to class on the first day of school, I would whip out my cell phone (but still hiding it, school rules and all) and text my besties, “Hey, So-and-so got hot.”. We all knew what that entailed.
I just realized today, Taylor, that you are THAT kid. I hope you are enjoying all the new found perks of being one of the beautiful people.
These photos of Taylor were taken on the beach for Rolling Stone magazine. He was snapped playing football, riding a motorcycle and doing flips for the camera. Click here for more!