So... it is with some mortification that I say happy birthday to Dan Radcliffe, whose attractiveness, I swear to you, did not hit me until I looked at his pix yesterday, on what was, thankfully, his 18th birthday. Yes, yes, it's still skeevy that a woman of my advanced age thinks an 18 year old boy (ok, "man," but it's a bit of a stretch) is adorable. And I'm not talking the dandle-him-on-my-knee kind of adorable, either. Don't worry: I'm still George's girl at heart (and Bryan's girl, in reality, corporeally, and whatnot), but my my my what a cute cutie the lad is.

(Bad picture deliberate b/c I don't want to go overboard here.)


Post a Comment

Links to this post:

Create a Link

<< Home