Rushing the stage to touch Enrique Iglesias' butt: Brilliant or crazy?
We're still thinking about Enrique Iglesias' smoking hot RodeoHouston performance on Tuesday night, and wondering whether — given the chance and a more conveniently-located seat assignment — we could have restrained ourselves from jumping over the railings, braving the security guards and rushing the stage for a little bit of Latin loving. Would you?
I would have done more damage than a prudish hug and a couple of kisses. I mean, have you seen that ass — er, those eyes?
Those railings are there for a reason, and those security guards have linebacker-esque statures. Enrique is best enjoyed from a distance, no matter how much he beckons.