Confessions of a Twi-Guy
Andrew, a junior editor at GQ, wrote an article confessing his love of the Twilight series.
You can read the whole article here.
I say you go Andrew!!!
You know you are not alone!!!
Here is an excerpt:
What I’m about to say ain’t gonna be easy. It’s not going to win me any points with my co-workers. It’s not going to help me out in the women department. And it’s definitely not going to impress my fraternity brothers from college (Sorry guys). It is going to feel a hell of a lot better once I spit it out though…
I like Twilight.
After hearing that my colleagues were viewing New Moon this afternoon for Worst Movie of the Week, I realized that I couldn’t cower in the closet any longer.
I know what you’re thinking: How does this happen to a guy? I couldn’t even tell you. I got my ass handed to me by Let the Right One In. And then there was True Blood. And then the True Blood reruns and just about every cult vampire flick made in the last two decades…and one day I did it. I’ll just hit and quit it, I thought. No one has to know about this. I shelled out the $12.50—that’s right, I didn’t even stumble upon it via On Demand or something. I saw it in theaters—and gave the confused preteen next to me with acne, pigtails, and braces my best STFU face. Six months, one movie, and all four books later, I’m one of those certifiable Twihards with advance-purchase tickets.