You know my general feelings about the fine art of burlesque and other not nearly striptease shows. A bit outdated. But every time I say that, along comes Dita Von Teese to make sure I eat my words. With her tassels and g-strings and water pouring and giant martini glasses, there's no doubt Dita puts on one amazingly bawdy show even if she does so without breaking any prevailing vice laws, unfortunately so.
You wouldn't stick with a girlfriend who teased you wonderfully each evening only to announce 'thank you for attending the show, Cleveland' then left your apartment right as you were ready for the after-show. But somehow Dita makes this work ever so alluringly, recollections back to an era when not everybody was super obvious in public and saved their fully naughty bits for the boudoir. I suppose there's something to be said for the anti-Miley. Bravo, Dita. Enjoy.