Having a type is the new awesome

Bex has always had a thing for bad boys...and when I say always, I mean since way before I knew her. One time when we were in Los Angeles for the weekend, we stayed at her parents house for a night and spent the evening looking at old photo albums. Here's a picture of Bex's 7th grade boyfriend Pete. He's the one on the left.


This is Bex's Jr. year boyfriend Billy. Apparently they broke up because Billy joined the airforce. Billy is pictured here with his new girlfriend Tiffany. Apparently Billy and Tiffany are still good friends of the family.


I didn't realize it then, but I realized it last night when I came home and found this on our fridge:


Bex has a type. She has a thing for bad boys. Guys that wear leather and don't shave very often. Guys that hate wearing shirts. I should have realized when she camped out for Shooter tickets last weekend that she had this preference. Maybe I should have realized it sooner...perhaps this night. But I didn't.

Maybe I should have noticed this on her headboard...


Or this on her desk...


I'd like to take this opportunity to apologize to all the nerds I've tried to set Bex up with over the past three years of being her roommate. If I had realized this bad boy thing sooner, I wouldn't have wasted anyone's time.