Before I knew anything about fandom, before the internet, before I found out what shipping was or what it meant to have people feel like I did about a fictional character... before all that I watched a little show called "Beverly Hills, 90210". I would religiously watch every afternoon at 4.00 p.m. when it aired here in Italy and, like many of my friends, I was quite a bit in love with Luke Perry's charcter, Dylan. To this day, though I admit I've forgotten much of what happened in the show, I still remember how moony eyed I got every time Dylan was on screen.
While Spike was the first character I shipped and the one who introduced me to the wonderful world of fandom and fanfics, Dylan McKay was my very first fictional crush. The very first fake man I was "in love" with.
When, many years later, I saw Luke Perry playing a completely different character in the show "Oz" I admit my stomach did a sommersault and for a second I was back watching 90210, hoping Dylan would have a lot of screentime.
Hearing of Luke Perry's passing just a few moments ago left me feeling like a part of my youth had also just left me forever. Dylan and 90210 made up my afternoons for 10 long years, starting when I was 17 years old. I grew up with Dylan, I even compared one of my first crushes to him (and found the guy lacking of course.. lol!) I guess if I'd had a Tumblr back then, it would have been filled to the brim with pictures and gifs of Dylan.
I posted a picture of on my FB page just now to remember Luke Perry, but I didn't feel like I could actually express the way I felt over there. So here I am. Guess this is still the one place where I can actually let loose and just talk and talk and talk.
We've been losing many artists lately, some losses I felt keenly, some others I bore better... Luke Perry left us today, and took away with him a teenage girl with spectacles and not enough real life friends who will forever be dreaming of the bad boy with a heart of gold that made her sigh for the first time.
RIP Luke Perry. And thank you.