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Man Bands.

N*SYNC, Backstreet Boys, New Kids on the Block…ah, the childhood boys that painted my walls and who will always be my very first crushes (Lance Bass- I still can't believe you threw me for a loop with that one).

Anyway, these once boy-bands (BSB is most definitely a man-band now…and I don't hate it), are not simply just something of the past.  It just seems that each generation has a band that somehow defines them. The Beatles controlled the 60's, just as the Backstreet Boys ruled the 90's. But like I said, boy bands aren't dead- nope, they're very much alive now than ever before.

Yes, I am 100% referring to the beautiful men who make up One Direction. Before you click away, you have to understand that not only these men are insanely attractive….but they can out right sing. Whether or not you want to admit it, they're really good- like, put their new album on repeat good.

Maybe I'm just a sucker for those European accents, alright I'll admit it- hearing Niall's Irish brogue is potentially life changing, but these guys shouldn't be looked down upon for simply being a boy band. I get it, five guys singing love songs and stuff isn't exactly considered masculine in today's society. I also understand that this group of guys literally attracts people from every age, race, gender, and what-else-have-you; basically these guys don't target a specific genre of people.

If people took a second to actually listen to the lyrics (like most songs), they'd quickly realize that these songs are most definitely not aimed at people under the age of 18, or probably over the age of 40…
"Watching you get dressed, messes with my head"
"Waking up besides you, I'm a loaded gun, i can't contain this anymore, I'm all yours, I've got no control"
"Still a trace of innocence on the pillowcase"
….I mean stop me now, these boys men know how to get a gal's attention!

Maybe I've been brainwashed, actually I'm pretty sure that's what has happened to me, but I can not stop listening to 1Ds new album "Four". Every single song is catchy, sensual, and damn straight fireproof. It's definitely been a pleasure to watch these five sexy Eurpeans transform from awkward 17-year-olds auditioning for the X-Factor to 21-year-old men covered in tattoos, hair product and singing about waking up next to me….which I would absolutely not be opposed to (Call me Niall).

I guess the only reason I'm really even discussing this is because One Direction is actually really good, if you get over the stigma of boy band". Plus, your six-year-old cousin might be obsessed with the boys who sang about "what makes you beautiful", but you're more than allowed to be just as obsessed (or more than?) with the slightly older version of the boys who sing "moving too fast, moon is lighting up her skin"…because we've all seen when his happens in the Notebook, and it is anything but innocent!

It might be just because I grew up in the millennium, but there will absolutely be a soft spot in my heart for the beautiful harmonies and faces that boy bands always seem to produce.

Boy bands forever man, boy bands forever.
S'much fun, n style

How is it genetically possible to look like this?


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