Nerd crush. We’ve all had one. Or six.
In 7th grade, I had a crush on a boy with red hair, coke-bottle glasses, giant feet, and the best scientific calculator money could buy. I wrote his name on my notebooks then drew little hearts around it. I wrote my name with his last name then drew little hearts around it. I stole his picture off the Mathletes wall, tacked it to my bedroom wall, and drew little hearts around it. I couldn’t help myself. I knew that there was some sexiness* under that all that awkward and I wanted to find it. During the Spring term, my parents announced their separation. I moved to a different school system and I never got the chance to pursue him any farther. Maybe that’s why I still occasionally develop a nerd crush.
Who Is Your Nerd Crush?
I can’t pick just one.
Exhibit 1: Matthew Gray Gubler
Rail thin, messy hair, mismatched socks, portrays a PhD with ish on Criminal Minds. His website is full of his own quirky drawings. Hawt.
Exhibit 2: Donald Glover
He’s a self-described nerd who has a love-hate relationship with the term. He was almost the first black Spiderman and I’m still pissed that he isn’t. (So far. I’m giving you side-eye Sony.)
*13 year old definition
