I Need To Tell You About The 10 Minutes I Spent With Sophie Monk

Sophie Monk is someone I’ve seen on the telly thousands of times before. Whether it’s in her Bardot music videos, her iconic Hard Quiz appearance, starring as the Bachelorette or hosting Love Island, I’m sure that every single person would recognise Soph.

Even though she is so well known, I couldn’t help but be taken aback when she walked into the Punkee studio. 

First off, she is so much taller than I had pictured. It’s really hard to measure scale on the screen, so I’d assumed she was tall-ish, but when she walked in (albeit in rather high heels) she was at least a whole head and shoulders higher than me. 

Sophie Monk is also immaculate. I would usually follow up that word with the thing that is immaculate – immaculate hair, immaculate makeup, immaculate nails – but Sophie is immaculate from top to bottom. There was not a stitch of makeup out of place, her outfit was perfectly tailored and not a single splodge of overbaked fake tan. How does she do it?

By this point, I knew I was gawking. I was staring too intensely at someone who I knew but hadn’t met, and I needed to be a lot less weird. Immediately.

I took Sophie, and a handful of her team members, down to the studio space to get her set up for the interview. We got her mic’d up and the cameras started rolling. 

It was here that it became abundantly clear that Sophie was a true media professional. I’m sure she’s sat in hundreds of hot seats, navigating that fine balance of promoting the thing she’s being paid to promote and giving energy and enthusiasm to the journo who’s chatting to her. It’s an art and one she’s well and truly mastered. 

And for that reason, it was one of the fastest interviews of my career. Sophie gave short, sharp answers to my questions, injecting just enough Sophie Monk™ humour to serve up some dreamy little sound bites. Here’s a snoop at the shoot:

@itspunkee We asked Sophie speed questions and somehow a fist ended up in a mouth… #sophiemonk #sophiemonkontiktok ♬ Girls Like Me Don’t Cry (Remix) – thuy

Even though Sophie was in and out of there in 10 minutes flat, it was just enough time to learn a boatload about her. And because I’m a chronic oversharer, I’m sharing my insights with you. 

What I learned about Sophie Monk in 10 minutes flat.

She can put her whole fist in her mouth.

When I asked Sophie what her go-to party trick was, I wasn’t expecting her to rip off her bracelets, discard her rings and shove her entire fist into her mouth. But that she did. It was impressive and terrifying. 

She asked to be the brand ambassador for Yellow Tail. 

Most celebs get approached for their ambassadorships and make the call whether to accept or reject the offer after the fact, but Sophie Monk took an entirely different approach. She actively reached out to Yellow Tail (who had never had a celeb ambassador before) to suggest herself for the gig. 

You can’t help but admire that hustle. And I like to think she came to the decision to call them up mid-Chardy. 

Sophie Monk would like to go on MAFS.

I asked Sophie what was one reality TV show she’d really like to go on, and almost without any hesitation, she blurted out, “Married At First Sight,” before remembering that she was already married. But that’s all good, she said she’d have a “chat” with her husband, Josh, about it all.

Her go-to karaoke song is ‘Killing Me Softly’. 

I thought Sophie would opt for more of a poppy bop, but the singer prefers to lend her pipes to a ballad on a night out. She also said that she doesn’t do a great job of singing it, but she loves the song too much to not. Much like myself attempting a Celine Dion banger in a karaoke bar at 2am regardless of how ropey I sound. 

Her favourite wine is whichever one comes in a big bottle. 

Midway through my chat with her, Sophie casually whips out two tiny bottles of Yellow Tail wine, suggesting they would make a gorgeous gift. Not for her though, as she’d prefer the full-size bottle, thanks. Not fussy about the flavour, as she loves all the Yellow Tail varietals – just a big bottle, please. 

This is who Sophie Monk would invite over to dinner.

When asked who she’d ask over for a cook-up at hers, dead or alive, she knew exactly who she wanted round. 

First up was Marilyn Monroe, who I can only assume would hypothetically bring over the cocktails. Then she invited Meghan Markle because she’s desperate to know what she’s really like. Obviously, Megs would bring a roast chicken. And finally, she felt she had to invite Prince Harry along because he goes everywhere with his wife. We’ll pop him on desserts. 

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