First some news from USA Today:
WASHINGTON — President Obama attributed his early bond with wife Michelle to Stevie Wonder’s music, calling it the “essence of our courtship” at a special concert Wednesday to honor the legendary musician with the Gershwin Prize for Popular Song.
The East Room of the White House came alive with song as Obama and a star-studded lineup saluted Wonder and celebrated Black History Month.
“The first album I bought was Stevie Wonder’s Talking Book,” Michelle Obama said, welcoming the packed room, which included Vice President Biden and his wife, Jill. “Years later, when Barack and I discovered what Stevie meant about love, we chose the song You and I for our wedding.”
And now some gushing:
Michelle Obama seriously has to stop with the awesomeness. The curly hair? Another jewel tone, very flattering empire dress? The flawless makeup? Just stop! Stop being lovely and interesting!
Actually, both Obamas need to stop. It is totally messing with my judgement censors. How can I make proper fun of you if you reduce me to nothing but “I Heart Obamas” all the time? If it wasn’t already hardwired in my DNA to like Michelle Obama I would totally hate her and arms of glory, which I have lovingly nicknamed “Precious” and “The Widowmaker,” since she insists on flaunting them.
And now it’s become semi-controversial! Bare arms! On a First Lady! Damn! I think I just caught the vapors! Clutch yer pearls!
Bitched the flabby, flying squirrel-like arms of The New York Times:
So Michelle Obama is athletic and disciplined. Yes, fine, but that was pretty clear before we started examining her triceps on a daily basis. Instead, those bare arms seem like a reminder of everything about her we can’t see.
In two years, she has shown us a great deal of herself, more than most of us would share, and yet right now, we actually don’t know that much about her. What does she think of the White House, and what does she do all day? Does her husband consult her on any of the difficult decisions he faces? Is the “Mom-in-chief” really, totally confident that her children are going to come through this just fine? In a few years, will she still look as confident as she did last night, or will she reach for cover? And is she comfortable as she looks in those skimpy tops, or is she actually freezing?
I’d suggest they like, um, read any of the ninty-billion magazine articles about Michelle in the White House, or re-watch any of the press conferences, or just pick up this week’s copy of People Magazine. Go nuts. OD on random Obama facts.
The interview is full of details about Michelle’s daily routine that underscore why we will never have a day half as productive as hers. In addition to getting up at 5:30am every day and keeping two BlackBerrys, Michelle says:
We don’t have TiVo. For me, I think TiVo would be dangerous. The notion of, like, sitting and watching shows for hours, I could see getting caught up in that.
She says that instead of catching up on American Idol,
I read more magazines. The New Yorker is one of my big, sort of relaxing reads.
Back to me though: I also should hate her for her degrees, brains, cute kids and hot, leader of the free world hubby. But instead I’m blinded by the light, getting high off my Obama photo supply. I’ll get my snark back tho. Probably by the next post or something after the high wears off.