But I couldn’t let this go without a comment after I saw it in the sidebar to the Jen Hunter piece. Apparently, the fine folks at the Daily Mail are just shocked, shocked! that George Clooney’s new girlfriend has a “racy” past.
The evidence of this raciness? She was a “scantily-clad” cocktail waitress at the club in Vegas where she met Clooney (apparently, her uniform consisted of a bikini), and while in Amsterdam on a trip where she was working as a promotional model, she goofed around with female friends and took some photos playing around with them.
Gosh, I didn’t realize that dating George Clooney required the kind of vetting they gave to Diana Spencer before she was deemed suitable to bear the next heir to the throne. For fuck’s sake, she’s just dating a guy! A guy, it goes without saying, who seems to like women who like to have a good time. So why the hell not date a former Vegas cocktail waitress and promotional model who enjoys going out? Especially if she’s a good sport about getting into a motorcycle wreck with you and then hobbling to a movie premiere on crutches.
And I’d really like to know what’s in those pictures that’s so unusual, or “racy,” or out of the realm of what normal 28-year-olds do. Seems to me it’s just an excuse to run pictures of a little hot girl-on-girl action and chicks in bikinis while simultaneously getting the vapors about the decline of the moral fiber of Western Civilization.
Side note: Is it me, or does it seem like there’s a certain clamoring in the media for George Clooney to get married? Is it that he says he’s just not interested that drives them nuts?