I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: I’m a flaming heterosexual of epic proportions.

I’ve cuddled, coddled, and admired women since the day I was born. If you include the time I spent listening to my Mom’s voice from the womb it’s been even longer than that. I put women on a pedestal so I can admire them. If she’s my woman I’ll peek up her skirt while she’s up there, but that’s not the point I’m trying to make here.

Rtaylormomseninthegrinchemember Cindy Lou Who from How the Grinch Stole Christmas? Adorable kid. She stole my heart in that movie. I wanted a daughter just like her. She could act, she could actually sing, and she was a ray of sunshine through the movie. I’m a huge Jim Carrey fan but I wanted to kick his ass for picking on Taylor/Cindy in the movie.

It’s been almost 16 years since that movie came out. I know intellectually that little girls grow up but I wasn’t quite prepared, in Taylor’s case, for how much. I’ve listened to a band called The Pretty Reckless for a while now but never put two and two together.

Shtaylormomsenrockstare’s changed a little bit. My mind kept thinking she was still a kid, but this is her now, these days, all grown up and being a rock star. She can still sing but now she wears platform heels and struts around on stage in lingerie. She’s a little bit slutty but I’ve never held a woman accountable for that unless you count wives and girlfriends.

Too young for me but I could have a grownup man crush. She may have had cooties 16 years ago but they’re gone now.

Yeah, and I like my women just a little on the trashy side.
When they wear their clothes too tight and their hair is dyed.
Too much lipstick and, ah, too much rouge
Gets me excited, leaves me feeling confused
And I like my women just a little on the trashy side.

~Confederate Railroad, “Trashy Women”

Hope you have a great day!