I'm thrilled with the pics of Carmen Electra performing with Les Femmes Tuesday at The Key Club Plush Lounge here in Los Angeles. You may remember that she started a burlesque dance troop called The Bombshells ,and she hosted the one year anniversary of Club Opera in Montreal last year, reminding us all of her love for the art form.
That's right art. Carmen and I share a love for hot chick art. No finger painting or sistene chapels for us.
So like any great artist, she strutted her stuff and that's what so great about Carmen. She's a hot chick and acts like one. She accepted her limitation and exploited it.
I never have to worry about her going all Madonna and demanding a meeting with the Israeli Prime Minister. I don't have to fear that when I visit Broadway, I will have to endure her performance in Fiddler on the Roof, nor will I have to mock her in a heart felt documentary about the plight of the Sudan.
She is as pure as the driven snow when it comes to the hot chick profession. I was a little disappointed to hear she wrote a book until I heard it was called "How to be Sexy". Frankly I was shocked to find out she could write stuff down.
So here's to you Carmen Electra!
Thanks for hitting the gym, wearing little outfits, and keeping your mouth reasonably shut.
