Glorious cleavage

Do you know how sometimes you can't choose between feeling flattered or downright mortified? Well, imagine you are walking past a sunny terrace when a group of men (I presume they were British tourists) suddenly jump up and shout "Glorious cleavage!" at you, followed by them clapping and cheering...

My reaction of course was to turn Ferrari red, and to sprint away akwardly, in heels, on a brick road. I'm just thankful I didn't do a full faceplant right then and there, but I did feel about as sexy as a bucket of lint. But enough about my embarrassing life, I have to run to work now, so here's POTUS Obama being funny at last night's White House Correspondents' Association Dinner.



* Once again for the Dutchies; if you are reading this on my Hyves page, the RSS feed doesn't copy the YouTube clips so you'll have to click through to my blog.