The evolution of the celebrity crush

Celebrity crushes are becoming more about an appreciation for a star and less about teenaged, sexually-tense proclamations of adoration. (Submitted)

I’ve always thought that Ryan Gosling was a delightful piece of man-candy.

After watching Stay, Half Nelson and Lars and the Real Girl, I was convinced that no celebrity could ever match his level of attractiveness. He’s portrayed a man-whore, a guy who falls in love with a blow-up doll and a junior high school teacher with a drug problem, but you just can’t deny it: he is one sexy, sexy man.

Oh, and he wasn’t so bad in The Notebook.

This summer after seeing Crazy, Stupid Love, my boyfriend admitted that Gos­ling was indeed a “total hottie.”

Cue my heart exploding with joy.

It wasn’t just that he shared my love for Gosling. Rather, it was the first time I fully realized that one of the seemingly never-ending awkward phases of youth was over. The one where attractive qualities could only be perceived as sex­ual; the one where jealousy reigned in­stead of an appreciation for a star.

Celebrity crushes have evolved.

Growing up, I knew a lot of girls who pasted J-14 magazine spreads of shirt­less guys on their bedroom walls. When we were nine years old we giggled about kissing a Backstreet Boy or being Jona­than Taylor Thomas’ girlfriend.

Celebrity crushes were sexually charged even at that age – no mat­ter how light on the sexual side. (Hand holding was a big deal, okay?) As I grow older though, star crushes are turning into more of a recognition of beauty and personality than anything.

The end of the awkward phase meant the truth could come out: My name is Julia and I have a girl crush on Natalie Portman.

Celebrity crushes have become less of a teenaged, sexually-tense proclamation and more about recognizing who you’d invite to your dream dinner party. They transcend barriers of gender and sexual­ity and instead represent characteristics one admires.

My brother recently told me Clive Owen is one of his celebrity crushes.

“He’s just a handsome man,” he said. “Even I can see that.”

Maybe the end of the awkward phase is just a more obvious sign that we’re maturing. We worry less about being judged and feel more confident about our choices.

And ladies, if our choices include dat­ing boys who can appreciate the rugged good looks of men like Ryan Gosling, George Clooney and Michael Fassbend­er, I think we’re doing just fine.