Inside Taron Egerton’s Unexpected Club with Sir Elton John
Picture this: Taron Egerton, the Kingsman hero, swapping “crab salad” for a serious chat with the legendary Elton John. The 32‑year‑old guy and Elton’s husband, David Furnish, sparked a friendship during Rocketman, and from then on the emails kept coming—even if they’re, technically, “filth.”
What the Emails Are All About
- Elton’s emails are unfiltered—he doesn’t text, he throws in everything from music gossip to personal musings.
- Taron admits he’s been “popping up” at Elton’s London flat for Thanksgiving‑sabers like crab salad and spicy lamb.
- The bond is still strong; the two occasionally meet up for coffee, jokes, and, yes, Grandpa’s curse‑and‑confess chats.
Love, Matchmaking, and the Big Butt Quest
Taron is single—but he knows his buddy Sir Elton will play Cupid when the time is right. Unfortunately, no magic date has materialised yet, and the star is still on the lookout for a partner who matches him in both charm and—well—the boyfriend of a “big butt”.
“I’m looking for a woman who’s quite attractive and funny,” Taron told Andy Cohen’s Radio Andy.
He clarified:
“No boob talk. I’m probably more of an a man; I’m just after a full‑bodied match that balances out my own.
He doesn’t shy from admitting he’d occasionally fancy a smaller silhouette, especially when pulling a pair of trousers that might just fit better.
Where He Won’t Find a Lady
Unlike other celebrities who cruise Instagram DMs for hidden gems, Taron says that channel is a portal to hell. “I’ve peeked every now and then, but it’s pure chaos.”
Highlights & Takeaways
- A Friendship that began on set is still alive and kicking.
- Elton’s “filth” emails: deep dives, heated debates, and a no‑shame approach.
- Taron’s dating playbook involves humor, humility, and a knack for balance—literally, as he navigates scale.
- He keeps steamy ambitions outside of digital chatrooms; the real relationships happen face‑to‑face—like with Elton.
So if anyone out there thinks you’re a perfect fit to Taron’s ideal, grab a carrot salad, bring a sense of humor, and you might just get there. Until then, let’s keep the fan mail coming—just maybe less “filthy.”
