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Reality Really Blows Sometimes

So I'm watching Celebrity Fit Club this morning on VH1 and hear a name that sounds familiar but I can't place it nor the face that it belonged to. I didn't get a good look at the guy but soon enough, I did and

OH

MY

GOD

It was Jani Lane from the 80's pop metal band Warrant. Only it SO didn't look like Jani Lane from Warrant. I know people change and I know that he had thinning hair. I accept that but people....I had a crush on this man for years. YEARS! I even "dated" a boy who looked like him. (Don't know that I would call it dating but that's another story).

Ok so this is Jani from back in the day. Pretty yummy looking. I can see why I thought he was hot. I still kind of like the long hair, the sassy look on his face..
Some people find it hard to believe that I used to like guys like this because my husband looks nothing like this. I like to think that I've grown and matured some but really it's just that my husband is one hot mofo. It's true. Now the one below is clearly him now.
That's not the "best" one that I could find (and by best I mean one that really truly shows him all out IF you know what I mean).I am hoping that VH1 will put a photo of him at weigh in on the site so that you can all see what I mean. I'm sure he's a nice guy, don't get me wrong. He's going through a divorce and all that crap so I'm sure life is rough right now. I am just in complete awe and shock at how he looks now. I don't know, maybe I'm just proving how much of a weirdo I am by my reaction to this. I just love the 80's so much and I really hate for some things to change. Including the hot guys that if they looked that way now they would get their asses kicked. That's just me.

I just walked by the mirror in the bathroom, saw my belly and actually said, "Yes, but I birthed 2 children, thank you very much."

Comments

Unknown said…
oh yeah SORRY, thought you knew! it's been on for a couple of weeks. he doesn't look THAT bad. just has a big tummy. and yeah, thinning hair. self esteem issues too i think. gary busey is freaking WHACKO. WHACKO I TELL YOU.

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