| My Torrid Story |
| How I Became Infatuated With Owen Wilson |
| You probably didn't notice, but I mentioned on the Ponderings page that I have not always been obsessed with Owen Wilson. I thought that I would share with you the process of my fascination, and perhaps give you advice on how to save yourself from getting to the point of making fan pages, such as this one. |
| Okay, getting the shrine was just by chance. But why did I leave it up? My favorite movie in the entire world is Zoolander. It has some of the funniest lines ever, and is very underappreciated. I always "force" people to watch it with me if they have never seen it, and then they love it too, and wonder why they never saw it before:) Anyways, on one of these such viewings, I got into a discussion with a bunch of guys about Owen Wilson's sex appeal. They just didn't understand why I thought that a guy with a crooked nose and puckered lips was cute at all. |
| Since I was a girl, therefore a better judge of male attractiveness, I won. However, I decided to take things to the next level. Whenever the people who were there on that fateful night were around, I would always talk about Owen Wilson and how fine he was, and if he was in a magizine, I would carry it around and look at it in front of them. When the Details magizine came out, that was great because he was on the cover. I carried around that mother for like two months haha! :) |
| Well, sometime during my pretend fixation, it became... less pretend. Before it had been a total joke (that's not to say that I didn't think he was cute back then- it was just to annoy my friends). I would look for stuff on him to carry around just to look like a dork for people. Soon, without thinking about it I would automatically ask people if there were articles about him anywhere, or if people were talking about hot famous men, I would bring up his name (normally it would have been someone like Brad Pitt... "pretty boys.") It's funny because now, when I compare him to other actors I had formally found to be more attractive, I now find it the other way around. The person who hates it the most is my boyfriend. I talk about Owen to tease him, and he talks about Ashley Judd to get back. One time when we were visiting his parents, I talked about our friend "Owen" to see what he would do. It kindof backfired because he went along with it, and started asking me for specifics. Well, this whole casually mentioning him has kindof not worked the way it did in the beginning. I began toi talk about Owen Wilson more often than was healthy (which to me is like more than twice a week since I will never meet the guy.) So then it became an even bigger joke because I have to think about it not to talk about him. We decided that it's like the word "like." You start adding it sporatically to your sentences to make fun of frappies, and before you know it, you're saying "I was, like, so confused about my, like, totally new obsession. Like!" The exposure to him is what got me. |
| So now I'm officially "in love" with Owen Wilson according to some of my friends. We all know that it's a joke, and I do things on purpose for the heck of it, like "accidentally" sign my name on my papers with the last name Wilson. It's too bad that I've made this site because it really has brought it up to something more odd, haha... before it was like a once in a while mention of his name or movie marathon, and now I've moved up to the ranks of webpage creator. Ha! I'm frankly worried about myself:) I'll eventually show my friends probably, so we can all laugh at what a pathetic dork I became this summer. Not that Owen isn't fine off of his butt, but I'm feeling very un-normal and nerdy that I'm really doing this with my time lol! Of well, for real, it's been fun. |
| During the entire last school year, I had a shrine in my dorm room set up for Owen Wilson. It started as a joke. I had this big picture of him (and to tell you the truth, I just thought he was kindof cute then) that I have no idea where I got. Someone gave me a big, gaudy golden picture frame that was the same size. I had nothing else to put in it, so I put the Owen picture in. My roommates thought it looked like a shrine already, so I put candles all around it. We even bought roses to lay in front of it. I left it up all year, and whenever people would come into my room, I would make them light the candles and sit in front of the picture. Hahaha:) Good times. I know it sounds beyond stupid, but it was so funny. If you have ever lived on campus, and know what kindof people roam around, you'll understand. People I didn't know were always stopping by our room to see my Owen Wilson shrine, and other people started shrines in their rooms as well to Elvis and Brad Pitt. But mine was the first! :) |
| I'm thinking that the bulk of my obsession started with the shrine. That's right, I said shrine. |
| So how can you save yourself from my fate? Don't make a shrine, man. It's all from the freakin' shrine. |