She Said: There’s a bunch of sheepish tweets about One Direction's performance on SNL last night. People are embarrassed to admit they liked the music… that maybe they didn't know the guys were this good, this talented, this… enchanting, one person actually said.
Fun Fact: I discovered these tweets in between playing “Story of My Life” and “Through the Dark” 27 times each.
"Ohhhhh, other non-teenaged people are having the same reaction! Cool!” Also, I now NEED to see Frozen. I was pretty sold when I heard it was a great story about sisters, but now, all I care about is hearing “Story of My Life” while watching cartoon snowmen.
I’ve obviously heard their stuff before and thought it was catchy, but last night, they sounded, well, beautiful. And I think we can agree that Nine Direction needs to reunite and sing more songs about midday boning - or any subject they want.
We’ve written about celebrity crushes and our Freebie Five List before, and now that I’ve proclaimed my love for their songs, I’d like to discuss their cuteness.
The only one whose name I know is Harry Styles. Objectively, he’s the most handsome. He just is. He’s also the best singer, so good work, whoever decided to make him the lead! Well done. His hair is both spectacular and alarmingly Trump-esque, but he makes it work, and as far as I know, doesn’t routinely Tweet-shit on the President or shoot wild animals for sport, so hair is as far as that comparison goes.
Zayn (and yes, I’m Googling their names now) has the most beautiful eyelashes I’ve ever seen. Does he bathe in Latisse? Come on, tell us your secrets, you Bambi-eyed minx.
The blonde guy, who apparently isn’t really blonde, is Niall and looks like, in between songs, he bakes delicious cookies in tree houses. He seems nice, don’t you think?
Liam sings really well. Like, second best. Otherwise, he didn’t make a huge impression on me. He’s basically ”… and all the rest!” in the Gilligan’s Island theme song. Sorry, Liam. I know my opinion means a lot.
And then there’s Louis. Oh, Louis. You are every boy I loved in junior high, who only spoke to me to borrow my notes from class. You are a sexy anime character come to life, and while it pains me to say I think you’re the weakest singer, you have the prettiest ankles and the sparkliest eyes.
If you’ve pre-judged them, listen to some of their stuff. I predict you’ll be spirited away on a path of delightful melodies and seriously great hair.
"we have to talk"
"can i ask you something??"
"theres something i have to tell you"