Grace Jones reminds me age is just a number
OAPs like Grace Jones and Jane Fonda empower women to be fearless, writes Victoria Mary Clarke
Grace Jones is crawling around the stage of the Olympia in a Jasper Conran corset, and a gold headdress. She turns to wiggle her tail at us and arches her spine like a panther, throwing shapes that revel in her physicality, in her sleek, toned, muscular body.
She eats oysters before she goes on stage, she likes her fish raw and her meat blue. She tells us that she gets so turned on sometimes that she forgets things, and then says she hopes the kids in the audience will stuff their ears. Grace Jones is 68, a pensioner, and a grandmother.
I am in the audience, wearing comfy jeans and flat shoes and a top that covers my upper arms and doesn't cling around the middle, because I am not toned like Grace Jones.