blanche expresses it best

[loveflyfree]

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.

Comments

[pau494.livejournal.com]

Hipster detachment is overrated. I'd much rather get ridiculously excited about something or someone than spend energy on mocking it. Different strokes and all that, if you don't like something, there will probably be someone else out there who does. Who the hell cares? We all like what we like. /rant.

On that note, I WANT TO SMISH HIS FAAACE.

*hugs*

[loveflyfree.livejournal.com]

DON'T YOU JUST! his face is so very smishable!

yeah I'm pretty much over hipster anything at this point, but hipster detachment especially. I love things and shows and people and music and I just want to talk about how much I love those things. why wouldn't I?!

*hugs*