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If you've ever written to a teenybopper crush—or merely covered your walls with posters that you kissed goodnight—know this: You are not alone. Last week, Newsweek.com published "Hopelessly Devoted"—Alicia Coffman's description of her tween love life in fan letters—and asked readers to submit their own stories of celebrity puppy love. Excerpts from our mailbag:


Crushed by My Crush:
By Roxanne Van Doren
"Bobby [Sherman] was unbelievably cool in the late sixties. It was a great time to be a pre-pubescent teen. My idol maximus had big googly brown eyes and adorable dimples nestled inside chipmunk cheeks just perfect for a quick pinch. If I ever got close enough. He wore hip-hugging pants, chokers, wild flowery shirts and he had a chair shaped like a hand where he sat in the palm. Okay, maybe that wasn't his chair but it was on the cover of his album 'Forever, Bobby,' and I was certain from this and the other fun shots of him he was definitely the kind of guy who could be my groovy boyfriend, make that husband (I always aimed high) if he just held out for 9 or 10 years.

"He didn't. I still remember the day I picked up my latest copy of Tiger Beat from my mailbox. Oh yes, I was a longtime subscriber to that and 16 (bless my mom for understanding the need to feed my devotion). I opened the latest issue and whizzed past the far-too-many David Cassidy articles—phfffft—and read the story that my Mr. Perfect, my man, had quietly and suddenly married. My crush had crushed me. How could he do this to me? He didn't call. He didn't write. Who is this hussy he married? What do you mean they're expecting a baby? He just got married. How does that happen? Yup. I was very young but I remember handling the news with all the maturity an 8-year-old could muster. I didn't sob. I didn't kick down doors. I just did what most young girls do when their idol moves on; I did too."

'N Sync ... but Out of Cash:
By Amy Lenz
"I was obsessed with 'N Sync and I'm sure if they were still a group, I would still be obsessed with them. It all started in July of 1998 when they had a concert special on the Disney channel. I saw it once and was hooked; I wanted to know everything about these five guys.

"Through the years, their music became my entire life. I went to everything they had, concerts, charity events, plays, the wax museum; I even went to see Lance Bass get inducted into the Mississippi hall of fame. I recorded every time they were on TV, even if it was a commercial. I own every single CD, including any European CDs that they may have done. I have dolls, buttons, bobble heads, shirts, programs, gum, candy; if they were on it, I have it.

"My love for 'N Sync stretched way past my means of living at the time. I was a nanny and went over [on] my credit card a lot and could not afford it with just the one job. I had to get a second job just to pay off my credit card. It was all worth it, though; I have so many great memories of all the trips I went on and all the adventures I took because of them."

Golden Memories
By Bridget Ginn
"Elijah Wood (insert longing sigh here). Even now when I hear his name, I am flooded with all the memories of my childhood celebrity crush. Don't get me wrong, I still love him; he's extremely talented. Emotions just run so much stronger when you're 12 years old. I saw 'The Adventures of Huck Finn' one Saturday night on television, and from then on, I was hooked. I began subscribing to as many fan magazines as I possibly could. That way, I would always be informed of a new movie coming out that Elijah was in. I can still remember how exciting it was when my mom took me to see 'Flipper' in the theater. An exact quote from my journal from May 18, 1996, reads, 'I just have that feeling that Elijah and I were meant to be together. I just have to be patient.' 

 
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  • Posted By: syerra @ 07/03/2008 1:09:42 PM

    Comment: Waaaaaaaaay back in the 1960s (wow, that's incredible) my oldest sister Deb was maaaaadly in love with Davy Jones. (I was too tall for Davy, and chose Micky instead.) My poor mom and dad had to put up with the all-night record playing (sometimes the same song over and over over), the holes in their walls from all the posters, and the usual teenage & pre-teenage swooning. My sister Deb went on to be President of one of Davy's many fan clubs (got to have lunch with him on more than one occasion) while my tastes moved on to others, and to this day, she's still "wild about the boy". She even got me backstage at their reunion tour. When Micky walked past me (my perfect opportunity to drool all over him), all I could was point and say "MICKY!" (and this was in my 20's; not back in the pre-teen years.) Heh. The Monkees gave us good, clean & safe fantasy material and for that, I'm eternally grateful.

  • Posted By: AnneCT203 @ 07/03/2008 12:04:09 PM

    Comment: After seeing the Barbra Streisand/Ryan O'Neal movie "What's Up, Doc?" I read in a movie magazine that Ryan was in the hospital recovering from a back injury he received when filming the movie. I sent a Get Well card to him via the address provided by the magazine. He sent me back 2 autographed 8" x 10" photos of himself with Barbra Streisand (who is my idol) with a handwritten note on the back of one of the photos!
    I was so excited, I wrote back to thank him for being so kind. A few weeks later another envelope arrived, this time with 5 different photos of him with Streisand, all autographed!!!! Not stamped, AUTOGRAPHED!
    With all the bad press he gets, you'd never know what a nice guy he really is!

  • Posted By: chimerical @ 07/03/2008 6:46:56 AM

    Comment: Bobby Sherman. I was about 7 or 8-years old and I was in love. I had the Bobby Sherman lunch box; the envy of all the girls at my lunch table. There was something attainable about him and i knew in my heart we would someday be married. Until Donny Osmond came along. Thanks to TigerBeat magazine and other fanzines I can't remember, my bedroom walls were covered with his pictures. (He is still very cute-it must be that clean Morman living.) After my summer of Osmond, my new crush was Helen Reddy. Helen Reddy? Was I gay? Not knowing what that meant at age 10, I doubt it. I loved Helen Reddy because all of my girlfriends at school thought Olivia Newton-John was so cool. Her songs were all about "love" "I Honestly Love You" and "Let Me Be There"--it was like she was so desperate. Helen, on the other hand, was powerful! "I Am Woman" was my anthem. It must have been hell living with a 10 year old who constantly sang that song-(sorry to all of my brothers and sisters). If I wore a bra at that age, it would have been charred. From my fixation with Ms. Reddy, my attention turned to the Bay City Rollers. God, I loved them. I wore the tartan pants to school with the plaid scarf, and yes, I was made fun of. Jealous little snots! I went to two BCR concerts in one summer with my best friend Luise, which is really quite a feat since I believe they were only popular for one summer. Oh well. At the age of 12 or so, I had to face reality and look for love closer to home--the "men" of my 6th grade homeroom. Too bad for them, for they could never match the past relationships of my former loves. I think I am still looking for my Bobby Sherman. Sad . . .

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