My relationship with Adam Levine began in 2007 when I accidentally downloaded the entire Maroon 5 album It Won't be Long Before Soon. Typically when one attempts to download a single song from iTunes but buys the whole album by mistake, the only reaction is, "fuckkkkkk... so this is what the world would be like if Napster never happened."
Of course I knew of Adam Levine before this fateful mistake-- this is America. We were totally platonic at the time though because like every other teenage girl I was too busy being in love with Ryan Atwood. But as we all know, The OC couldn't last forever (unlike its One Tree Hill counterpart which is seriously still on even though nobody recognizes 3/4 of the cast and every episode is basically just one giant 44 minute indie music video). The day Josh Schwartz (God love him) killed off Marisa Cooper is the day I finally saw what had been right in front of me this whole time: the lead singer of Maroon 5. I've said it before and I'll say it again: great color, great number.
Adam Levine is underrated-ly one of the sexiest men of our generation and almost nobody knows about it. How every single one of his songs forces you to want to make-out AND dance at a bar mitzvah, I'll never understand... But I know I like it.
(fig 1: Adam Levine in a hoodie)
(fig 2: Adam Levine checking voicemail)
(fig 3: Adam Levine-- that's not my hand but I wish it was)
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