And how can I possibly blame her. I’d do the same thing. In fact, if I were Rihanna, I’d pretty much have people knocking at the bathroom door all the time wondering why my baths were lasting so damn long. It’s quite a body. It needs to be fondled by somebody.
With Chris Brown out of the equation thankfully, Rihanna took it upon herself to run her hands up and down her body during a weekend concert in Bilbao, Spain. Now, the Europeans are a sexually liberated type people, so a little public self-touching is certainly acceptable. The pearl clutchers here in the States probably would have forced the local police to arrest her for lewd and lascivious conduct onstage. We do have such a history.
But I’m glad Rihanna was allowed to stay free. Free to sing. Free to dance. Free to touch. Enjoy.