We went to see her on a freezing cold winter's day.
We thought it was as out of season as you could get.
Silly us - we were in New York for Christmas
My mild claustrophobia meant I couldn't bear to queue one step at a time...
(Turns out it was a relationship problem - I've managed to deal with other such situations) so I didn't "go up her".
But I was impressed and moved. And yes, I knew she was originally French, and admired her all the more for it - wasn't that part of the point - an American icon forged overseas and empowered by a new set of beliefs?
FTR I have never known a French lady with armpit hair (that I've seen) and certainly not body odour. They're all been like female hairdressers/ doctors and exuded a fragrance that suggested they are genetically imbued with scent.
Merc? Why do you hate... etc etc etc.
Ask Monnie about the open door.