It never rains but it pours, n'est-ce pas, possums? Unless, of course, you have an umbrella.
Two weeks ago we mentioned the Miami Herald report that Lady Rushdie "had someone following her with an umbrella until it was time to film." Now comes word from the other side of the pond that this is not an isolated incident.
According to the Daily Mail, "While filming [the mini-series Sharpe's Challenge] with [Sean] Bean [aka Boromir] she insisted that a crew member escort her from her trailer holding a parasol to protect her delicate skin from the sun."
The Daily Mail calls it an inflammation of "the beauty's already high-handed ways." We disagree. In fact, we're rather disappointed in this half-hearted attempt to be a diva. If you're going to do this sort of thing, you ought to insist that the parasol holders be clad only in loincloths. As the drag queens advised in To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything, Julie Newmar, it's what Miss Anne Baxter would do.
Sunday, July 08, 2007
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or as the inimitable rihanna says :
"I hydroplane into fame (Eh eh)
Come'n down with the Dow Jones
When the clouds come we gone
We Rocafella (Eh eh)
You can stand under my Umbrella
You can stand under my Umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh)"
So poignant and yet so true.
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