Sexy Motherfucker

That's Jarvis. One of my many future ex-husbands.

- He wore heels that are higher than any pair that I own or would ever dare wear. In them, he busted his signature awkwardly-sexy dance moves (swoon!), gracefully scaled the high stacks of amps and jumped around for almost two hours. I spent the entire evening trying to get a better look at his shoes which was not easy in such low light. I imagine they are loafers with chunky heels. Not unlike these. Only way way higher.

- His favourite confectionery in Australia is the Cherry Ripe chocolate bar. He said that he's going to take a suitcase-load home with him because they are not sold in the U.K. I hate Cherry Ripes but I'd gladly send him a monthly supply for the rest of his life if it makes him happy.

- He played a super-duper-fantastic show with his old bandmates but days prior to the gig, I realised that I love his solo stuff very very much more than what he did with Pulp. I wish he would tour as Jarvis Cocker soon.

- He is a sexy motherfucker. Yeah.