by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner
Don’t you see the rest of the country looks upon New York like we’re left-wing, communist, Jewish, homosexual pornographers? I think of us that way sometimes and I live here. — Alvy Singer, Annie Hall
I have long believed that there is an element of class difference when it comes to how much same-sex relationships there perceived in the rarified reaches of high society — specifically fashion. When you reach a certain level of fame and fortune, especially in the context of Hollywood, the idea of same-sex bed hopping is a rather blase lulz.
I say this in the context of what’s going on with everyone’s favorite lesbian lothario Cara Delevingne. She’s been through a lot recently, but she’s apparently recovered enough to continue to plow her way through the female population of tensile town. The woman is a force of nature when it comes to bedding high end women.
I at first heard about Delevingne going to Argentia of all places with Margot Robbie and didn’t think anything about it. I thought it was unusual that Delevingne would go from having a serious mental breakdown directly into bouncing around a remote part of South America with one of the best looking women in the world.
My usual assumptions about Delevingne banging the woman she was seen with didn’t come up because I knew that Robbie was married and maybe the two were friends and they thought getting Delevingne out of the limelight for a few days might help her mental health.
AND THEN…I saw on Tik-Tok where apparently the skuttle butt is that Robbie is on the outs with her husband. And all my usual assumptions about Delevingne came roaring back. It would make a lot of sense if Robbie, being estranged from her husband, decided to have a fling with Delevingne somewhere so far away that they could canoodle a bit easier.
AND THEN…Delevingne was seen running around the middle of New York City on Halloween night with none other than Selena Gomez.
I know I’m jumping to conclusions, but, dude, Delevingne’s reputation as a lesbian lady killer is so potent that I just can’t believe that she’s not bouncing back and forth between Robbie and Gomez at the moment. This could be very delusional of me speculate on — I often do such things — but I also think it’s possible that I’m right.
And now we get back to the class issue.
The Poors, the Plebes, automatically want to ascribe some sort of Greater Meaning to famous straight women banging Delevingne. But they’re missing the point — when you’re as wealthy and successful as Delevingne, Gomez and Robbie, you bed hop with women in a very casual way that doesn’t really have any greater meaning. (At least that’s my personal assumption, I’m often wrong. And I’m a dude, so don’t listen to me.)
Now, in recent years, this same dynamic has begun to show up on the other side of the gender spectrum. Male same-sex relationships are beginning to be seen, even by the broader Poor public as a lulz. This, despite the fact that the Reds seem determined to have a hysterical Gay Scare in the middle of this social transformation.
Anyway, I wish those three crazy girls luck. Have fun, ladies. And keep and eye on Delevingne’s mental health. I’m worried about her.
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