My brain = porridge

[blamebrampton]

I've not had a good memory since I was hit in the head by two tonnes of taxi in the '90s, it's like a library after a cyclone up there. So I rely on external sources.

Does anyone have any idea who I am talking about when I say that I vaguely remember the story of a French woman who was so disgusted at the treatment she was receiving in a meeting that she silently took the hat of the man who was oppressing her, squatted over it and urinated freely.

I had a vague idea it was Colette or Anais Nin, but Google is no help, and the brain? She is porridge. In fact this woman may not even be French. Though she is definitely a woman. Or was, she could be mouldering by now.

Anyone?

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[absynthedrinker.livejournal.com]

I was just now told by one of my French staffers that she also was reported to have brought herself to climax at a dinner table at which Henry Miller, Salvador Dalhi and Pablo Picasso were all present with their wives. Now there's a real star for you!

Bubba

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

That would have been Anais, yes? Any help with the hat woman?

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

Ignore me, your comments arrived out of order!

[absynthedrinker.livejournal.com]

Well Henri says that he had once heard that tale before as well, but says it sounds much more like Cortney Love than Anais Nin.

Bubba

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

IIRC, there was extreme provocation, and it was done with a certain brutal elegance.

[absynthedrinker.livejournal.com]

Brutal elegance eh? Sounds like Draco shagging Harry on a rugby pitch!

Bubba

PS I have people working on it right now

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

My brain is now overcrowded with mental images ... Thank you! Sends much love!

[libby-drew.livejournal.com]

Now that's a story.

[absynthedrinker.livejournal.com]

And true apparently. What a sport! And I thought circle jerks in the Navy sounded boring. Who knew?

Bubba