Well, now you get to read about my feelings- what I think of... my beloved Taylor Hanson! (or, at least did at the creation of this part of the page in the year 2000)
Or, Jordan Taylor Hanson as I like to say, because I like to call him what he doesn't like to be called, since he went through the trouble of like, changing it and going by "Taylor" everywhere.
When I first fell for Hanson, I developed a worshipping form afar, celebrity-crush on Taylor Hanson at the tender age of 13. I didn't like Hanson just because of him, but it sure added fuel to the now ignited obsession-fire.
Many of the Hanson interviews I watched made me laugh.... HAHAHAHAHA!! (not as insanely as that outburst, but simliarly)
Now, my intention was to not make a freaky-stalker-esque page on him... I just want to put pictures and stupid lovey-dovey words. That's all I really wanted in this world...but I screwed up and made a stalker-esque page.
Why am I doing this? Simply because I can! And if that's not a perfectly good reason to put something on the internet for the entire world to see, I don't know what is.
Well, my beauty-full Jordan is A WHOLE YEAR OLDER THAN ME! (GASP!) Oh man....
Now, more about Jordan... THE MAN. He's got the most beautiful voice I've ever heard... Zac and Isaac's are beautiful too, but there's something special about Taylor's soulfullness that makes me melt a little bit more than I do when I hear Isaac and Zac! ::turns on "Save Me", and then proceeds to turn into pudde of goo on the floor:: Ohhh Taylor! How that boy makes me smile.... =D
Check out his face here.... now that's some hot passion for that harmonica!
It's always fun to have a stupid worshipping-from afar-celebrity-crush... and Taylor is much deserving of all of my emotion that he will never see, unless he reads this freaky page.
He's so so so so beyond talented...
Taylor Hanson is a freaking God and if you disagree with me... then... then you just disagree with me.
Oh no wait... I meant to say that if you disagree with me, then SHOVE IT! Yeah... that souned threatening...
You know, Tay is playing an E on the gee-tar here... but I'd be happy even if he only repetitively strumed that guitar with every string open for me. See that, Tay? Feel free to do that for me ANYTIME.
Interviews.... ah!
Teen "sez"- If he were to play Twister with any celebrity, it woudl be with Marilyn Monroe... Isn't that more interesting than most pop-star-teeneger's answers? Maybe it's just the fact I find Marilyn Monroe really interesting..
Zac chose Shamu. Another great choice. I'd love to see that match. Oh no, wait! This was a TAYLOR page. How dare I soil it with mentioning the name of another!
And then there's the shallow aspect of it all. This is what I shouldn't write about...the looks! He's got 'em.... let me tell you! Because I always know what I'm talking about? Those eyes! Those beautiful blue eyes!
And that body.... oh wow. Oooh, baby! If I talk about it in too much description, I will most likely pass out.
Remember the MMMBop days of yore? My devotion has survived and grown beautifully since....
Memories....
Look at him duirng the in the studio, recording our beloved This Time Around. I just wanted to put this picture up here because I love it... I dunno, don't ask me about that! :) Puma, Dr. Pepper, a lava lamp... just some things I like.
Taylor can come wear my Puma clothing and sit by my lava lamp and drink Dr. Pepper with me, as he strums his guitar with every string open for me ANYTIME HE WANTS TO.
Hey Taylor... I'm one of the many girls' hands you grabbed at the Fillmore in San Francisco on June 26, 2000. Just thought I'd freak you out and force you to recoil back in horror from your computer when you discovered what you'd been touching... scary, huh?
I swear... you can almost make out the second it happens on the Direct TV special.... Duh, watching the TV thing was nothing like being there. Being there was the most incredible night of my life. I forgot everything after Taylor touched my hand. I met some new people and I was asked "what school do you go to" and I was stareing off into space, then I answered "Taylor..." accidentially. That just shows my love for you... or my freakish obsession. One of those.
And I'm actually not that dumbass girl who jumped on stage trying to make out with you on August 4 at the Warfield in San Francisco. I swear. I thought about it, but would never act up on that.
Lauren's Endnote:
That was just totally supposed to be kinda sorta satirical of the whole teenybopper thing, or so I pretend.