growing up, i never had crushes on the singer/star du jour. i wasted my formative years mooning over boys one row over in class. always someone accessible and real. their appeal was never weakened by the possibility of attaining them - that was their appeal. and certainly the implausibility of a successful touring musician landing in my lap was part of their lack of appeal.
fashion you lust after - is it usually "in your wildest dreams" or "oooooo, so close you can almost taste it"?