Let me just preface this by saying, I don't want to wear a burka. Especially seeing how summer has kicked off with a nice humid sweaty swamp ass of a day today. I appreciate my freedom to wear a dress, and have a little cleavage. But, as I look at other women walking in to work today, I am beginning to start to sympathize with the concept of the burka a little bit more. I remember reading a story about how Joe DiMaggio was completely enraged when Marilyn's infamous "skirt blowing up" scene was being filmed. How he kept storming off the set, because over 2,000 fans came to watch the scene. He hated that so many other people were seeing her body. In fact, her consistent roles of just the "sex pot" is one of the major reasons they divorced. Today walking down 52nd and Lexington where that exact scene was filmed, you could literally see someone wearing nothing but a halter top and booty shorts, and no one would look twice. All kinds of stretch marks, faded ...
You didn't think death would stop me from talking your ear off did you?