But did she really? I mean, if you click this link and look at the full-size photo at HuffPost, I'd say her hand is in the small of his back. Still quite a brazen gesture, right? But them I'm a flustered Brit.
Speaking of which, I once almost backed into the Queen at a prize-giving ceremony at Buckingham Palace. You do not back into the Queen. And you certainly don't place a hand anywhere near Her Majesty, especially where her rear is concerned. You'd probably get thrown in a dungeon for that. And handcuffed maybe. Hmm...
Also, I don't think the Queen should wear those trailing gowns while I'm handling a wineglass in the same darn room.
One of my life's regrets? Once, when I was at uni, taking part in a production of Twelfth Night, I slapped the producer's butt, just for a giggle. No really. And then, as soon as I'd done so, I was terribly embarrassed. He thought it was hilarious and seemed flattered, thank god. But it's a mark of gender inequality that a woman doing this to a man is more acceptable than a man doing it to a woman, right? (And interestingly, Twelfth Night, one of my favourite Shakespeare plays, is all about playing with gender).
Lana Fox. You bum-slapping hound.

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