June 30, 2011 |
We like to think that whenever an Elie Saab clad lady walks into a room, Tom Jones magically appears out of thin and without missing a beat sings, ‘she’s all you’d ever want, she’s the kind they’d like to flaunt and take to dinner. Well she always knows her place. She’s got style, she’s got grace, She’s a winner. She’s a Lady. Whoa whoa whoa, she’s a lady.’Talkin’ about that little lady, and the lady is mine.’ Yeah right, you wish. She don’t belong to anybody but herself.
by Natalie Dembinska
