Mebbe, but... ummm... interesting, none the less.
There isn't a man alive who hasn't sat waiting... patiently or otherwise... for his lady to emerge from her boudoir all gussied up and ready to face the world. I used to think such a wait interminable until I watched the video above; now I'm just thanking The Deity At Hand that I lived in the 20th century, and not the 19th... or earlier. And my thanks extend much further than that agonizing wait. I mean, can you IMAGINE how hard it musta been to cop a feel through all that stuff?
Oops. We've revealed our Philistine side. Dang -- yet another self-inflicted wound.