blanche expresses it best

so I can't find it now but I was reading a post on tumblr the other day about how embarrassing it is to like Benedict Cumberbatch and how it's all ridicuous and well. I guess I understand it but. I just. I feel like anymore when I love something, a fandom, a movie, a tv show, a book, a stupidly handsome british actor, whatever it is I can't do it with any kind of cool detachment. I can't look at a picture and be like 'yeah yeah whatever I guess I like him but ugh his sideburns are ridiculous and why can't he get properly fitted suits.' like I recognize these are things but my brain goes more to 'oh god will you just look at him. I want to kiss every freckle on his beautiful FACE.' I'm apparently no longer capable of hipster detachment. I'm only able to love/adore/admire with my whole heart. and I'm pretty ok with that.