Prince Harry might be more of a cheeky monkey than you thought. Or less. Depends on what your definition of cheeky monkey is. If you define it as someone who is "delirious"; and who wants to "get everybody naked"; and who kisses girls for 20-minute stretches at a time; and who screams, "Somebody get me a glove! I'm going to do Michael Jackson impression!", then he's more. If you define it as someone who sweetly compliments a woman after kissing her for 20 minutes; and someone who didn't do anything illegal -- unless having an awesome time is considered illegal -- then he's less.
Basically, what I'm trying to say here is the (a?) woman who made out with Prince Harry that naked Vegas night just spilled everything. And although it's kind of like "enough already" with this story, her account of what transpired is pretty awesome.
Her name is Carrie Reichert. She's 32. She's British-born, but currently resides in San Diego, where she owns and runs a spa. And she was supposedly hand-selected to party with the prince -- and specifically chosen to spend some private time with him. Also, she talked to the Mirror recently. And here are some of the juiciest quotes:
We kissed, he was naked at the time, and pretty open. It was a drunken fumble. It wasn’t romantic, just fun. He was a gentleman, but he was so wasted. The alcohol affected him. I was there for 15 to 20 minutes.
We all went up to this huge VIP high-roller suite, and went in and the music was going, alcohol was flowing. Harry was already undressed. It was just crazy. He looked actually delirious. There was a pool table and he was playing air guitar with pool sticks. He was screaming out, "Somebody get me a glove! I’m going to do a Michael Jackson impression!"
He would just randomly walk up to you and hug you. He was just really friendly and there were just really random naked hugs. It was funny.
He was pressing his body up against the window and saying "Look at me Vegas!" because he’s got this huge window and of course you can see all of Vegas down the strip. Just pressing up against the window just like, "Look at me Vegas, these are the royal jewels."
Although some of the details here could easily be considered "lewd" by some, Harry actually sounds like a decent dude. He didn't harass anyone. He wasn't being forceful with the Reichert when she was alone with him. He was just having a good time -- if only he didn't get naked!
No one would think twice about Harry's Wild Weekend -- even if all of these details emerged -- if we never saw him in the buff. That one little momentary lapse in judgment is what got him into this whole (overrated, in my opinion) mess. If it weren't for that, this story would have been long gone.
People are nothing if nothing visual creatures, Harry; you have to know that. And a naked prince cupping his royal jewels is a quite the photo to accompany an article.
And now you know.
What do you think of this?
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