I fell in love with Marianne when I was an adolescent. I saw her in a film called Girl on a Motorcycle and I suddenly started realising that women were rather attractive. I felt a strong Wow! factor for her and could not quite work out why I should feel like a caveman who wanted to go out and hunt dragons.
I remember going to school the next Monday and we were all full of it; "Did you see Girl on a Motorcycle." It was an awakening of young male testosterone and suddenly came the teenage years - you know what I mean. Mood swings, pimples and used tissues. I was male, shallow and loving it - well... just a bit.