London - I may be the only person in the world fully supportive of Madonna's sexy bare-bottomed matador outfit on the Grammys red carpet.
The sight of a 56-year-old woman, sans-trousers, boobs out, clad in a veiled Givenchy bull-fighter costume was too much for many narrow-minded sorts.
I, on the other hand, will be eternally grateful to Madge for refusing to grow older either passively or gracefully.
The more furious the internet becomes at her refusal to stop, the more gleeful at her mischief I am.
"It's funny," she sings in "How High" - one of my favourite Madonna songs - "when anybody mentions my name, they're never very nice".
The fact that Madonna is still infuriating onlookers today - like she was around the time of her book Sex in 1992, or in 2004 when she bought a country house and began talking with an English accent - is, to me, rather spiriting.
I notice Kanye West stayed silent throughout her performance, deciding not to mount the stage and offer input. This was wise. When faced with a near-naked matador in thigh-length leather boots and veiled Montera, only a fool would give feedback.
The Independent