I was such a sneaky one, putting up my new cover but not really alerting anyone to the fact. If you’re on my Facebook or Twitter, you might have seen it, but I suppose I need to do an “official” unveiling here, right? Because it deserves it. It ROCKS.
There is another Cherrie Lynn who publishes poetry. I just wanted to make sure you guys were aware that it’s not me. I ordinarily wouldn’t say anything, but for a brief time her book was showing up under books I’d written at Goodreads, so I thought I would clear it up just in case there was any confusion. It has since been fixed.
I will always keep my site up to date, so if you don’t find it on here, I didn’t write it. :-)
As I was pondering on Twitter the other night, there is only one instance of a teen infatuation of mine enduring until adulthood. Not Corey Feldman (loved him in The Lost Boys days), not Christian Slater (Heathers, anyone? Pump Up the Volume?). Those guys were great in their time. I wallpapered my room with their pictures. Christian actually hung in there for several years. With each of my movie star crushes, all those oh-so-clueless adults in my life were like, “Oh, some day you’ll look back and laugh that you ever liked him.” And in my teen know-it-all fashion, I’d say “Noooo! I will love him foreverrrrr!!” Ha.
Well, I’d just like to announce that my very first major crush is still making me proud. The fact that he was (and still is) a down and dirty rocker makes me even prouder. The naysayers got that one dead freaking wrong. Nikki Sixx is ten times hotter now than he was when I was 13 and so madly in love with him. I mean…I’m just speechless. He’s not only ten times hotter, to me he is absolutely one of the most gorgeous men alive. Pretty damn good, huh? It was 23 years ago that I wanted to cry because my uncle didn’t take me to a Motley Crue concert with him (what I expected to accomplish there, I have no idea, lol). But I watched the “Home Sweet Home” video until I wore out the tape. Hell, all their videos. Loved them. They were my first rock obsession, so there will always be a special place in my heart for them.
As for Nikki, yep, he’s still got it going on, better than ever. I devoured The Heroin Diaries. As with most rock memoirs/confessionals I read, I was aghast, horrified, and very saddened at what was going on behind the scenes of one of my favorite bands. I’m not naive about it in any way, but it’s pretty heartbreaking what these guys are going through due to the ravages of fame once the curtain falls. At least, it is to me.
Well, I came here to rave about how smokin’ one of my rock idols still is after all these years, and got a little deeper than I intended. But that’s all right. There’s always time for hotness, right? I was browsing Youtube and came across this video. And said to myself, “Wow. What great taste I had at 13.” =P
But I’d also like to add my heart was stolen away in 1999 by the unhinged vocal stylings and spastic antics of one Mr. Jonathan Davis. And he’s here to stay, baby, for better or worse!