So I guess Blondie was not the only one who noticed. …. Paulina Gretzky’s micro-mini tee-dress late Sunday afternoon on Fox TV.
First…. Paulina Gretzky IS Wayne Gretzky (and Janet Jones’) daughter. She is NOT Dustin Johnson’s wife…. Yet.
Her official title is “his fiancée”. Dustin and Paulina have been “an item” for 3-4 years including the year or so Dustin was suspended “a drug use violation. Yes, she and Dustin have a baby together.
She (Paulina) has gained quite an Internet celebrity for her “alluringly provocative pictures” that have appeared over the past 5-6 years. ….. anyhoo …. Paulina is NOT “shy”.
Late Sunday afternoon, just after Dustin “throws the Majors monkey off his back” with a birdie on 18…. Paulina and Son race out to congratulate “Daddy”.
Until that moment in time, a worldwide audience was in a tizzy over The USGA “suits” total mishandling of a possible rules violation by Dustin back of #5. ….. All thoughts of stuffy old men in blazers immediately disappeared…. as Paulina rushed out to hug Dustin.
To be “fair” Miss Gretzky is NOT your girl-next-door type under any circumstance…. Unless one lives next door to Café Risque or The Gold Club. Paulina, bless her heart, is a bit on “the skanky side”. Put a “bit skanky” Paulina in a form-fitting mini- Tee-shirt dress and you got yourself a Camera Magnet.
It is a tradition at any Golf Major that the wife / fiancée hugs the winner. And the two (with kids in tow) walk from the 18th green to the scorer’s tent…. Nothing wrong so far…. EXCEPT….
This time the Fox portable cameraman stayed about 8’ behind the couple with his camera pointed at Paulina’s twitching and barely-covered derriere….. UH OH! It was only about 60 seconds in real time but seemed like an eternity….. The TwitterVerse EXPLODED.
I had not really been watching the event but was tuned in at the end and was watching as the above scenario EXPLODED. Blondie walked in and exclaimed….
“Holy Cow, Wayne Gretzky’s skanky daughter’s butt is showing !!!”
I had never heard Blondie say that in our 32 years together.
Thoughts that “surely she must have short shorts under that” were quickly dispelled. There was naught under “there” but pure 100% Paulina.