Loyal & Longtime Readers may be wondering why I’m not posting a series of Train Smash Women updates at this, the time of the Grand National at Aintree, Liverpool.
That’s because some spoilsport in the event’s admin decided to post, and enforce, a stricter dress code. The result has been that the female attire is now only dreadful, as opposed to the happily-catastrophic ones of the recent past.
No fun at all, really.
Where are the burkas, chador’s & hijabs?
I blame Charles the Puff and Camilla Horseface. Good Queen Elizabeth understood that “her people” needed to have their traditions and their fun.
Not a tits guy myself, but I adore the look on her face!
that red dress reminds me of a costume in a movie, I think it was Dangerous Liaisons. or something like that about French aristocrats boinking each other