The other day I was talking to a good girlfriend about her latest pop obsession. My friend Jessica, who is in her early 30s, mentioned that she was totally into Justin Bieber and acknowledged that her feelings about him were conflicted. “I mean, I don’t know whether I want to bend him over and spank him, or bend him over and spank him,” she said. She was joking (mostly) but it brought up a good point: at what age does your love for a teen idol go from perfectly acceptable to kind of creepy? Keep reading »
