On my ongoing quest for what I want in life and from a man, I have once again stumbled across the genius of Eddie Izzard. Although, I am not actually speaking of his wit, which probably comes across in his face, too, but I am speaking of his gorgeous looks. Yeah, I know, of all the men potentially on GQ's "sexiest whatever list" I couldn't think of a likelier candidate? No, Eddie Izzard is the man. Of course, also the man in drags, but I've never seen a man more like my blueprint of a man. Maybe the fact is not to be underestimated that he reminds me of my alltime favorite dance instructor, who is gay but still had me head over heels for him.

Mr.Izzard is f*ing gorgeous. And I vaguely remember watching All the Queen's Men with butterflies in my stomach.