After my earlier disappointment about the Women Of Aintree not displaying their fine form of previous years, my faith has been restored. It didn’t take too long before this:
…changed into this:
I do note, however, that the new “stricter” (more-modest) dress code was missed or ignored by some, with the usual results:
I may have to add Aintree (along with Goodwood) to my Britishland Bucket List, purely for anthropological reasons.
Best stay far away from the beef in red with the coil of rope and knockout drops.
Are we to assume all self respecting men are nowhere near these events? The pickings are both fat and slim.
15lbs of sausage in a 2lb casing. these tattoos are horrid.
Are mirrors banned in Britain, along with knives? Or is this some slutty, distorted Halloween for people old enough to know better?