How nice it must be to grow more gorgeous with every passing year. To have a face it’s biologically impossible not to fancy and an energy that whispers ‘come, take my hand and we’ll disappear into a magical land of love and creativity’.
This man of mystery is never far away from one of his cunning disguises; one day he’s a Keith Richards-esque pirate, the next a chocolate factory owner and then a manic drug-addicted journalist careering down Route 66.
But hard as he tries to make himself look weird and ugly he can’t disguise his perfect cheek-boned mustachioed gorgeousness.
Face: created by beautiful fairies
Body: shiver me timbers he’s still got it
Personality: philosophical
Attainability: terrible – broke