The boys of One Direction (please don't make me list all their names!) are all over the December/January issue of Teen Vogue because many people find them desirable. Look at how Harry bites his lip! It almost makes up for the fact that he's like, 4'7"*.
Sorry! Just keep forgetting that these over-Photoshopped seventh grade gremlins are actual real people. To be honest, I don't know anything about them (please don't make me look it up!) but when I was in Junior High I was really into Hanson and, to a lesser extent, the Backstreet Boys, and I 1) think crushing on boy bands is a rite of passage 2) wish some aspects of it could be carried over into adulthood, because the noncompetitive communal crush is the best possible version of romantic longing.
So in conclusion, I think there should be boy bands for grown-ups, but they should be better looking, smarter, more interesting, more talented, and taller than the boys that make up One Direction. Um, and they should be available. And all of them should be in love with me.
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*It's been brought to my attention that Harry is actually a respectable 5'10" and not really in 7th grade.
Via: The Boys of One Direction Cover Teen Vogue Because Oy Vey