Your Puny Questions are Beneath Benjamin Millepied: Prince of Dance!

By: The Superficial / May 11, 2011

I’m just now catching wind of this because, despite popular belief, I don’t aggressively follow the ballet circuit – More like quasi-obsessively – but apparently Benjamin Millepied, the father of Natalie Portman’s unborn baby, received a “Medal of Honor” from NYU’s La Maison Francaise and acted almost exactly how you picture Benjamin Millipied acting in your head. The New York Daily News reports:

Our insider says the reporter, who was not Nocturnalist columnist Sarah Maslin Nir, playfuly asked Millepied if he had done anything “armylike” to receive his award. She was riffing on the fact that in the U.S., the Medal of Honor is the highest military decoration bestowed by the government to brave American soldiers, not French ballet dancers.
But Millepied either did not get this or chose not to be amused.
“You’re being funny?” we’re told the Francophile “snarled” at the reporter, in a performance worthy of a Darren Aronofsky film.
The worst was yet to come. As Nir wrote in The Times, shortly after her reporter politely asked, “How’s Natalie doing?” “Mr. Millepied stormed off, oozing exquisite hauteur. The kind, we suspect, that can emanate only from a ballet divo engaged to a megastar.”
Although our source says reporters had not been warned in advance to refrain from asking about Portman, Nir wrote that shortly after Millepied stalked away, “we were told by the organizers that our inquiring after Ms. Portman’s health was ‘inappropriate’ and that Mr. Millepied wanted us out.”
“Later still, we were told we could stay if we didn’t report,” Nir continues. “We left.”

“Afterwards, he pelted us with croissants before eventually surrendering per French custom. He didn’t even attempt to negotiate the terms though there was palpable tension when one reporter refused to describe his tights as ‘magnificently lustrous, yet with a dignified sheen of noble beauty.’ At that point, he began hurling his beret at us while incessantly saying, ‘Oui, oui, mon cher,’ and kissing his fingertips. He would later apologize over crepes.”

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