I'm sure I'm the last one to this party - as usual. It's never stopped me before so I shall not let it stop me now.
I'll admit. I've been sucked in. I'm a fan. I even downloaded his album. I'd heard "Beautiful" on the radio - has anyone NOT heard that song? And I *gasp* enjoyed it immensely. And then I caught the last 10 minutes of Oprah's show last week. (Damn that Oprah, she sucks me in.) James was on and sang "Goodbye my Lover". I SWEAR TO GOD he had tears in his eyes. Then afterwards he had to make me weep by joking that he didn't really care about the woman it was written about. And now? I'm in love. Sort of.
I think he may be my new celebrity boyfriend. Although? In real life? I'm not sure I could handle a guy that sensitive. I have this weird thing where I want to be the more sensitive in the relationship. And guys who cry more than I do? Well, I'll be kind and just say, not my type. But as a pretend celebrity boyfriend? Perfect.