I’ve been in love with Lenny Kravitz for approximately 8 years. I don’t remember what it was exactly that drew me to him in the first place, but here is a list of things that I continue to love about him today:

- His hair…except when he cut it like a girl for the Baptism album cover.

- His music. Well, actually, I’m a little sick of it. I think it’s great and poetic, but I usually skip his songs when they come on my iPod. Sorry Lenny.

- His suave, relaxed, pot-smoking attitude. It’s like he just doesn’t give a damn.

- His tattoos. I want to lick them.

- His ability to wear pretty femmy clothes, and still look like a man. He also has the rare talent of being able to wear a wife beater, be skinny, and still make me foam at the mouth.

- He’s friends with Slash. I love Slash (though he’s not the marrying type…not like Tommy Lee. If it weren’t for the Hepatitis, I’d totally marry Tommy Lee). Being friends with someone like Slash really says a lot. I don’t know what, but something.

Lenny Kravitz also holds some sentimental value for me. His concert about 7 years ago in Vancouver was the first one I ever travelled for…probably the first vacation I ever really took that didn’t involve my parents, and certainly the first time I ever went anywhere with my older sister.

He used to like the Jackson 5, so maybe he’s really distraught over Michael Jackson’s death and needs to put his head on my lap so I can make him feel better. I doubt he comes with much baggage, he hasn’t been seen with anyone since Nicole Kidman, who I am way younger than. When we do get married however, I will ask that we take his mother’s maiden name…Roker. Darcie Roker.

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