Friel Free

WHERE America leads, we Brits are destined to follow. Whether it be nylons, rock ‘n’ roll or soap operas, America invents movements in popular culture and we Brits import them.

Would we have therapy without America? Would we even have tired and emotional stars hooked on cocaine and uppers without the United States?

And would we be able to see up actress Anna Friel’s skirt had American trailblazer Lindsay Lohan not set the standard?

Just days after the Sun carried shots of the Lohan love pocket, albeit censored, the Mail spots Anna ensuring that she is the talk of the Diesel U Music Awards in Shoreditch, London.
A full-colour picture of Anna shows her to be “elegant”. Dressed in a sparkly gold minidress, dangly gold earrings and gold sandals, Anna looks like she has stepped out of the BBC’s swords and sandals story of Rome.

And then Anna sits down and “reclines” in her seat. And the Mail is awestruck. “Perhaps it was a trick of the light,” it supposes, “or lingerie that was a little too neutral.”

The Mail does not dare linger. But the good news is that a photographer does (although the snap is “CENSORED”). And a partygoer explains.

“I saw her with her skirt riding quite high and to be honest I couldn’t see any evidence of underwear – it was real shock,” says the eyewitness.

“She was smiling broadly, she seemed totally oblivious.”

And that is only right. Was it not the Americans who taught British stars that whatever the mood, whatever the scene, it’s on with the show?

Posted: 6th, October 2006 | In: Tabloids Comment | TrackBack | Permalink