Well, let me tell ya ’bout that Victoria Secret show with Rihanna. I saw it on the TV, that fancy thing with all the colors. Don’t rightly know when it was, maybe a few years back? Time flies, you know, when you’re busy with chickens and such.
Anyway, this Rihanna girl, she’s somethin’ else. Real sassy, like a barn cat on a hot tin roof. She was singin’ and dancin’ with all them skinny girls in their underwear. My, oh my, I ain’t never seen so much skin in my life, not even at the county fair swimmin’ hole!
- Them girls were tall and skinny, like beanpoles.
- And they had these big ol’ wings on their backs. Feathers and sparkles and all sorts of fancy stuff. Looked like a bunch of giant butterflies, if you ask me.
- Rihanna, though, she was the star. She had this black outfit, real tight, showed off all her curves. And she walked like she owned the place, head held high, like a rooster in a henhouse.
I heard tell she was the first black woman to strut her stuff like that on that show. Good for her, I say! Show ’em what you got, girl! Don’t matter what color your skin is, long as you got a good heart and a strong voice.
They say she stole the show. And I believe it. Them other girls were pretty and all, but Rihanna, she had that somethin’ special. A spark, like a firecracker on the Fourth of July. She sang some songs, I didn’t know all the words, but they sounded catchy. Made me want to tap my feet and clap my hands, even though my arthritis was acting up.
One of them songs, somethin’ about a runway, I think. “Phresh Off The Runway,” that was it. Folks liked it so much, they wanted her to be one of them angel girls, the ones with the wings. Can you imagine that? Rihanna with wings! She’d probably fly right off the stage and into the heavens.
That show, it was somethin’ alright. All them lights and music and pretty girls. And Rihanna, shinin’ brighter than a new penny. It was on one of them channels, the ones my grandbaby watches. She told me all about Rihanna, how she’s a big star and all. I guess so, ’cause she sure did put on a show.
I heard they spent a whole lotta money on that show, millions of dollars. Can you believe it? Millions! That’s enough to buy a whole lotta chickens and feed ’em for a lifetime. But I guess that’s how they do things in the city, spendin’ money like it grows on trees.
They had this special bra too, they called it a “Fantasy Bra”. Said it was worth fifteen million dollars! Fifteen million! My Lord, what in the world would you do with a bra that expensive? You couldn’t even wear it to milk the cows, it’d get all dirty.
Rihanna wore two different outfits that night, both of them real fancy. She sang and danced and made all the people cheer. It was a real spectacle, that’s for sure. Even my old man, he was watchin’ it with me. He didn’t say much, just grunted a few times, but I could tell he was impressed. He ain’t seen nothin’ like that since he went to the circus back in ’52.
And them wings, I can’t get over them wings. Big and fluffy and sparkly. Some of them even shot out sparkles! Can you imagine that? Sparkles shootin’ out of wings! It was like somethin’ out of a fairy tale.
So yeah, that Victoria Secret show with Rihanna, it was somethin’ to see. A real hootenanny, as they say. I might not know much about fashion or fancy city things, but I know a good show when I see one. And that Rihanna girl, she’s a real entertainer. She got that fire in her belly, that somethin’ special that makes you want to watch her. So, that’s the story of what I saw from that Victoria’s Secret show, with that Rihanna girl singin’ and dancin’. It was quite a show, even for an old woman like me.