You may think the news cycle has been dominated by a single story this week, but actually Anne Hathaway’s vagina is what an awful lot of people in Tinseltown are talking about.
In case you missed it, Anne Hathaway was getting out a car at the Les Miserables premiere and managed to flash the world her hoo-hah. Well, I mean, she actually didn’t – it was more her upper leg and her lower stomach – but still! The world was up in arms!
Why was a nice girl like Anne Hathaway, former princess of Genovia, do something as unprincesslike as show her yoo-hoo to the massed ranks of the audience and internet perverts? Was this a carefully orchestrated way to get publicity for the movie?
(Probably.) Was it just a terrible mistake made by an actress who was so caught up in the stress of promoting a film that she literally forgot to cover her cooter? Maybe. Was she auditioning publicly for the Fifty Shades of Grey movie, saying to the world “hey, look I’m cool with showing people down there. This is a post-sexual world where EL James’ bonkbusters are what is classed as culture and if that means people get a look at Mr Funtimes, then so be it”?
So shocking was the brief exposure that it has managed to beat down other Anne Hathaway revelations such as ‘Anne Hathaway suffered a conscience crisis while filming Les Mis’, ‘Anne Hathaway broke her arm’ (WTF?!) and ‘Anne Hathaway wore custom vegan shoes during filming’. You can see why the people responsible for that last scoop felt gazumped when vaginagate came out swinging.
But we want to know what Hollywood thinks. After all, they are the great mensches of everything.
Let’s go to Hathaway herself, first:
I was getting out of the car and my dress was so tight that I didn’t realize it until I saw all the photographers’ flashes. It was devastating. They saw everything. I might as well have lifted up my skirt for them.
I can imagine. Conveniently, Hathaway managed to turn the unfortunate accident to her advantage, which is always nice when you’ve got a movie to promote.
I’m sorry that we live in a culture that commodifies sexuality of unwilling participants, which brings us back to Les Mis, that’s what my character is, she is someone who is forced to sell sex to benefit her child because she has nothing and there’s no social safety net.
Amanda Seyfried, co-star in Les Miserables, was more sanguine. “I’m a fan of underwear,” she said. So am I Amanda. So am I.
I think the lesson here is clear. If you’re going to promote a movie, don’t wear underwear.