I've been thinking a lot recently about my misspent youth. I was really into heavy metal growing up and my friends and I would go down to our local music venue once or twice a month to see bands. However it was a 16 and over only venue so we weren't allowed in as we were 14/15.
We used to stand outside and meet the bands as they went in, sometimes they would invite us in to watch sound checks. Most worryingly we used to come straight from school so would be wearing our uniforms which we'd customised to be goth. Mine was a white shirt with a tight fitting band t-shirt underneath, a pinstripe mini skirt and big black zip up boots with tons of make up. I looked like a child though, with no real figure to speak of. My best friend was very womanly with double E's from year 7 onwards and also wore very revealing uniform.
Imagine us there, desperately trying to get attention from these people in rock n roll bands who were playing a small venue in Bristol. Not huge bands like Metallica but bands who were in Kerrang, who we fancied and always talked about and ranked in terms of who was the most shaggable.
Luckily none of them ever showed anymore than a brotherly interest in us, they were lovely and used to encourage our musical pursuits and ask what bands we liked. But imagine one of them had come onto us? How would I have felt? It should have been a dream come true as I was so enamoured by them, and desperate to get my card stamped too! I think I would have been pretty terrified to be slobbered over by an older man tbh, even though I felt like I was a woman.
How would you have felt if your teenage crush had shown an interest in you at 14?