To dilly-dally is divine.
There was a pretty darn annoying paragraph in Monday's ST report about the Crazy Horse auditions in Singapore. (Very important stuff since it was one of only TWO free local stories available online to cheapskate readers like myself.) Besides high cheekbones, good breasts and 'good, long legs', he said, 'they must have a nice character. We want nice girls in show business. No divas.' But he added: 'But we want her to look like a diva.'
It's good to know we’re all still living in the Paleolithic era, when prized commodities like cattle, chickens and nice divas with good tits are still being auctioned, sorry, auditioned off.
The Crazy Horse thing is news to me... wah, not bad ah. First Speaker's Corner, then Sentosa’s Casino, now Singapore's Crazy Horse 'cabaret'. So then I Googled Crazy Horse in the image section and this was the second picture (right after a picture of a naked woman making out with a skeleton):
Meet the original Crazy Horse (above), a Native American who bravely defended invading American soldiers in the mid-1800s. In South Dakota today, there's a bunch of people who've been trying to sculpt Crazy Horse and, er, his horse as a tribute into a MOUNTAIN since 1948. Yep, nearly 60 years on, and they've still only managed to complete his face (below), which alone is nine stories high.
It's hoped the finished masterpiece will look like the picture below. Worked out proportionately, I reckon it should take another 400 or so years to complete.
Between now and then, though, there's the 'cabaret' with the same name at Clarke Quay, and in Paris and Las Vegas. You know, the ones with the nice girls with good breasts.
hey dee
guys shouldn't get their hopes (and other related appendages) up regarding Crazy Horse (SG). I caught La Femme, a similar production with girls trained at the Paris Crazy Horse, in vegas and it's about as erotic as the half-time show at Neptune Theatre. Sure, the girls were quite hot. But the dances they did were hardly erotic. Kinda reminded me of the Solid Gold dancers, but more booby.
At least they were hot. Went to a strip joint in King's Cross last year for a friend's bday and the stripper was completely drug-addled and yuck.
I absolutely loved Solid Gold though.
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I always thought the Solid Gold dancers were quite soft-core.