If you’ve always wondered whatever happened to those Wonderbra-ed maybe-trannies who worked as bosom-thrusters a.k.a. back-up dancers in Bollywood now that the Ukranians have cornered that particular market… well, do I have some answers for you!
These pictures tell their own story but in case you’re blinded and stupefied by all the elegance in this post, let me tell you that they have all taken refuge in the music videos of DJ Sheziwood (rhymes with “cheesy-wood”).
DJ Who? you ask.
DJ Him! I say!
Youtube suggests his name might actually be DJ Sheizzwood – your usual tomato/ tomahto situation. Cheese-wood, cheesy-wood, big whoop! More importantly, he has a video in which various girls who can’t dance but can definitely jiggle their bosoms lip sync to the voice of some girl who can’t sing but can definitely moan and carry around a cardboard cutout of Brad Pitt, drop through manholes (pun alert!), and feel up a very puzzled middle-aged black man, while raping the hell out of a Shamshad Begum song.
Sometimes, the girls in his videos don’t bounce fast enough to suit him, so he speeds up the footage so you can see them do the hippy hippy shake the way Cthulhu intended it to be done.
It’s no wonder the photographer at the shoot went crazy when afforded an opportunity to record this epoch-making video for posterity. Do you know how much talent and effort it takes to turn that old fogey OP Nayyar’s thakela music into something hip and groovy?
Bow! Bow before your new musical overlord!