This weekend, I took in a matinee of a lovely Danish movie called En Kongelig Affære.
It's all about Danish history.
It was good enough.
A compelling story with adequate acting.
But I'll watch anything with a costume, so there I was.
I was by far the youngest soul in the audience.
Their collective (audible) disapproval could be heard the first moment a subtitle came up.
They had no clue.
"Oh good god, I can't see all that!" the 80 year old harrumphed in front of me to her home health nurse. And then fumbled in her pocketbook for her glasses.
"Why can't they just speak English?"
Then her Jitterbug went off...and she answered it.
A few seats to my right sat the Queen of Carnival, 1949 (or so I imagine),
She was holding court, kissing the cheeks of all those who recognized her.
She was a well coiffed patrician woman in a well made pantsuit...(complete with her Queen of Carnival pin)...and a well made nose.
She had a very obvious, old school nose job, with tiny pinched, upturned nostrils.
Perky, like Doris Day.
Anyway, this is not a post about nose jobs...or old ladies...or movies.
It's about cute men.
So let's get to the point, shall we?
He plays the Rousseauian doctor with whom the queen has her affair.
Did I mention he's hot?
Of course, once home, I promptly googled up pictures of him shirtless...and old school nose jobs.
I'll spare you the latter.
Voila! (or however you say that in Danish)
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