I've been listening to Madonna for 30 years and so far, except for her Jean Paul Gaultier moment when she modeled one of his outlandish get-ups, boobs out in the open, at the height of her Erotica days, I'd never seen her nipples exposed. Because back then we didn't have YouTube where you could see these images, uncensored. Boo-hoo.
But now I can! And in her Istanbul concert late last week, as she performed Human Nature to a screaming public, she made them scream for an entirely different reason: she literally pulled out her nipple. Yup, she's got it - no wrinkles or androgenic nipple-hair courtesy of the onsets of hormones out of whack. In case you forgot, she is in the middle of, um, menopause?
Eh, she looks good, and her nipple looks rosy, so give it a pull. Or a tug. Or something.
But now I can! And in her Istanbul concert late last week, as she performed Human Nature to a screaming public, she made them scream for an entirely different reason: she literally pulled out her nipple. Yup, she's got it - no wrinkles or androgenic nipple-hair courtesy of the onsets of hormones out of whack. In case you forgot, she is in the middle of, um, menopause?
Eh, she looks good, and her nipple looks rosy, so give it a pull. Or a tug. Or something.
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