Annette Funicello. Just like every other red-blooded american boy. 
The actor Lee Horsley, who starred in a show called Matt Houston from 1982-1985. I was seven the first time I saw the show. It was very confusing for me, but I knew that I felt the same way about him that I was “supposed” to feel about girls!
Amazing what clear memories you guys have.
I know I had “girlfriends” in class around first and second grade, but I don’t remember it as having any real meaning to me, just something to pass the time.
I admired famous women in a modest way if they seemed bold or quirky, like Joan Jett or Cyndi Lauper. But it wasn’t a crush. Or the tomboyish girls on television, like Jo on Facts of Life when she was still tough in the early years, or Samantha(?) on Gimme a Break. I think that was a boy’s disdain for “girliness”.
“answer the question!”
Well…let’s see, in high school I remember being attracted to a girl named Rachel who had long dark straight hair. And one named…Heather, I think, who was short and had long straight brown hair. Perms were still popular in those days, at least in rural areas. Good riddance, perms!
Wish I could see how my seventeen-year-old self would’ve answered this question. He’d be amazed at how much I’ve managed to forget already.
Anne Francis as Honey West.
Denny when I was in sixth grade. Straight black hair. Sharp. Really beautiful.
I couldn’t directly tell her I loved her, so I did the next best thing: I stole her pencils, every chance I could, mostly when we would all march out of class together.
Eventually, she figured it out, that it must be me so she would set traps, like waiting for me to be the last one and then going back in. What she didn’t know is that my fellow nerd friend was helping.
Sorry Denny! We did have a geology class together in junior high and I came clean.
Michelle from fifth grade. We even went steady in 7th grade. I sill see her from time to time.
This little red-haired girl.
Celebrity: Mariah Carey. 90’s Mariah though.
My first crush was Brittany. Pretty Brunette that I crushed on pretty much from as long as I can really remember up until 8th grade.
Worlds out of my league and, frankly, was mean to me bullied me like the rest of the popular kids (especially after they realized I liked her). But she was still pretty and still my crush.
If only I could go back in time and inhibit my old body.
“omg you like Brittany”
“Yeah…and? I’m in 4th grade, do you think I’m gonna marry her? Piss off and leave me alone”
Celeb: Jodie Foster, particularly in Bugsy Malone and Candleshoe(It’s OK, she’s older than me). I wanted to be her friend soooo bad.
Real life: Akela of our Cub Scout pack. I suspect most of us did. She was cool and kind and fun. I reckon she’d have only been in her very early 20s, but she had a great car. It was a Fiat X/19, with a paisley pattern stencil on the bodywork.
7th grade it started. Her name was Terri Smith. Flawless skin, jet back hair, cute as she could be. I was smitten, but too socially awkward to do anything other than admire. For the next 5 years, cute grew into pretty, pretty grew into sexy, and sexy grew into just stunningly hot. I was no longer socially backwards, but she and I wound up in different cliques in High School. I was with the “College Prep” crowd, and she began dating a guy who was known to be a drug dealer.
Flash forward to the last week of high school, and on Senior Skip Day, imagine my surprise when she asked to ride with me when we left the school parking lot that morning to head to the lake for our somewhat officially sanctioned Skip Day! She had broken things off with Mr Druggie a few months earlier. We hung out all that day at the lake, and she “confessed” to always having a crush on me, all the way back to the 7th grade.
:smack:
It was too late though, I was leaving for college within a few weeks, since I foolishly had signed up for some summer semester courses. That one day at the lake had to suffice for an apparently mutual 5 year crush.
Man, she was stunningly attractive at age 18. I heard through mutual friends that life has not treated her well. That makes me sad.
Melissa Sue Anderson, the older sister (Mary) on Little House on The Prairie.
My real life crush was Stephanie, who lived a few doors down the street.
Me too!
A girl in my kindergarten and first grade classes named Tracy. She and her family moved away, to Florida, midway through first grade, and I was very sad for a few weeks.
My first celebrity crush was Lindsay Wagner (or, was it actually Jamie Sommers, the Bionic Woman? )
Sandy Duncan …
Michelle, first grade, I carried her books home for her.
Sherrie Mallory–4th grade, Lafayette Elementary.
My first celebrity crush was Kent McCord, from the TV show Adam-12. I just looked him up on IMDB - 5-year-old me had pretty good taste!
First IRL crush was a classmate named Freddy. I looked him up on social media, and it appears that I also had good taste from ages 7 to 12! And from middle school through graduation, I had about half a crush on Drew - but got friend-zoned early on, long before that phrase was coined. He’s still a cutie, too, and a very nice guy.
My good taste in men abandoned me by the time I got married the first time!
I guess Heather or possibly her older sister Becca, back in second grade.
The earliest celebrity crush I remember was Amy Jo Johnson as Kimberly on Power Rangers and then later the eponymous Suzie Q in the Disney Channel movie. I particularly remember the scene where she tore off her prom dress to show off her figure. Not much, but enough for my little mind back then.
Oddly enough, the RL crush came first.
Nah. It’s an anticipatory preposition. So, if you must, it’s just “Who was your first crush?”
Elizabeth Montgomery. I got to meet her when I was 16. I’m still in love. What a classy, drop-dead beautiful woman she was.
First celebrity crush, I guess Joy from the Bugaloos.