A friend of mine posted this up on his facebook last week and, while I’m not sure I agree that ‘real men don’t cry’, I do see a significant change in what the epitome of manliness has become for adolescents these days.
While normal fifteen-year-old girls my age were crushing on Zack Morris or Pacey from Dawson’s Creek, I myself had a whole different criteria for crush-worthy so maybe I’m not the best person to comment on the subject.
First of all, my crushes were either dead or hit their hay-day about thirty years before I was born. 'Jailhouse Rock' gave me a glimpse into Elvis’s appeal and I still recommend every woman on the planet see this film at least once. (wow)
Marlon Brando in a ‘Streetcar Name Desire’? Holy Crap! They just don’t make ‘em like that anymore.
All hotties in their own time.
But the point is, when I look back, my kind of crushes were sure of themselves, creative, and had a definite ‘edge’.
It seems like, with time, adolescent crushes have changed to reflect a darker, more emotional, tortured (skinny, pale) kind of soul.
Anyone else notice this? Do you think teenager’s tastes have changed over the last twenty years and if so, why do you think this is?