Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Is there a human being on the planet more beautiful than Michael Stipe? I have a longstanding infatuation with the man - at least thirteen years - and counting. In high school, when most pubescent girls were swooning after the boy band set, I was lost in fantasies about Mr. Stipe. Oh sure, it started out innocent enough. I was a huge R.E.M fan and listened to the albums almost constantly. And then, well, it went beyond the music. Let's just say my fantasies about meeting him did not involve going up on stage, or asking for an autograph, or anything at all to do with music, really. The man oozes sex. I literally spent hours just looking at him; he is completely mesmerizing.
The Sartorialist caught up with the ever-so-fashionable musician last week. Still sexy.