This is my “Michelle goes to Europe and looks better than you” feature. My “The Obamas Go to Europe and Everyone, Like Assholes, Has An Opinion” feature will run Tuesday. For now enjoy the fluff n’ stuff.
(More pictures after the jump)
I’ve run out of adjectives. Honestly. And if you don’t think they’re cute enough here …
The belt is BACK, ya’ll! (Not that I haven’t noticed it in a few other outfits recently.) Oh, and the hubby looks sweet too. A male pal of mine can’t get over how Barack’s fade is always perfectly lined up, therefore he must have some in house barber man. Considering he can’t walk to a podium without swaggering like he just won a Grammy (wait, he’s done that), I wouldn’t be shocked if Reggie Love knew how to line it up.
Shoes. Gotta be the shoes.
Shelly Belly pretty much killed it in London. Even when channeling Donna Reed. (Mind you, this is my lazy puff piece. I’ll write something with some substance later. Right now I’m engaging in “Michelle Obama in colorful outfits” therapy.) Like with this outfit.
All right, fellas. Who wants to die in too much gorgeous First Lady? Michelle Obama and French First Lady Carla Bruni-Sarkosy. You know? The one who’s way more interesting that her strange little Rudy Giuliani-like hubby? I thought they both looked gorgeous, but Carla get some bonus points for being a long-time member of the “Professionally Pretty Class” as an actual model and singer.
But what do you think of these two talented, tall women? Carla clearly has the camera awareness shizz down pat. Like she just “accidentally” made that face. Suuuuuuure.
As for this, all I ask fellas is to keep it clean, OK? Seriously. I know the first ladies got dem legs and know how to use them, but … let’s respect the title, shall we?
Michelle enjoys a little nosh with German Chancellor Merkel’s hubby.
Dude. Does any brother in Snobland hold his woman’s hand as much as Barack? Is he worried that Marine is going to go old school “bride stealing” and snatch up his good thang? Anyone? Bueller?
I’ve decided this is my least favorite dress even though it looks good on her. Something just doesn’t seem right, but this next outfit …
First, vuelve del belt negro! Her staple. But the giant bow, almost a napkin tie on the blouse. At first I was all WTF, but the more I looked the more me likey. And does her hair look shiny or what? It was so nice of St. Martin de Porres to loan Michelle the “Flat Iron of God” during the primaries, then let her keep it.
And in Prague Michelle, of course, whipped out “Precious” and “The Widowmakers” just for all the haters out there. Let dem haters hate, Shelly Belly. Flex those guns!
Hubby President you look nice too, even if Michelle totally said you don’t know diddly about clothes.
Stay tuned to later where I actually take the time to get into the news of the day on the trip. The controversies. The celebrations. The petty shizz. The serious stuff. The whole she-bang.