07 June 2007

A breath of fresh French air...


"Ségolène who?"

That was the question that popped into my head after I came across these snaps of Cécilia Sarkozy, the wife of newly-elected French president, Nicolas Sarkozy, at his inauguration last month.

All along I'd been told President Sarkozy's socialist challenger, Ms. Ségolène Royale, was the hot one to watch on the French political scene, but after being only mildly impressed with her "scandalous" bikini photoshoot* and then of course completely dissuaded once she failed to secure a win in the runoff election, I now turn my attention instead to the fickle-icious comings and goings of the extraordinarily well-dressed (seen here in a shimmery gold duchess sheath by Prada) self-absorbed beauty that is France's new first lady.

She may be a lithe 5'10" former Schiaparelli and Chanel model who only dabbled in a little of this and a little of that academically; she may have allowed France's most powerful man to follow through on his plan - one he concocted while he himself was still a newlywed and in attendance at his future wife's first wedding - to actively woo her out of those pesky 'til-death-do-us-part-etc.-etc. vows and into his bed; and she may be the woman who instead of ending her sagging second marriage to Sarkozy took up with yet another high-profile man in a very out-in-the-open affair that not only had her so distracted she forgot to vote in the decisive second-round election that put her husband in his high office but has also taken her on vacations to Cannes, London and New York, not to mention audacious hand-holding alfresco brunches, lunches and dinners in Paris.

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

The sophisticated, figure-flattering style, the thin ankles, the toned triceps, the good haircut, the genuine smile and alluring feminine wiles -- it looks like Hillary might have found her perfect complement.

Put Bill on lockdown, there might be one hell of a State Dinner coming up in '08...

*on a related-but-not-really-related note, check out these pics of the stunning freak of nature that is Brooke Burke only five months after giving birth to her third - yes third - daughter.

9 comments:

tom h said...

Yes definately Hil has to keep Bill underwraps with Mrs Frenchy comming to town....Brooke Burke
she is just jaw dropping gorgeous...I am sure a good trainer
helps......

Anonymous said...

For 47, she looks great. Please don't say that about Hillary, though.

About her actually winning, I mean.

tom h said...

Anon your right what a scary thought.....sorry.......

Anonymous said...

Love that dress! Can you imagine Laura Bush going sleeveless??

brown rowergirl said...

Love that dress! And Brooke Burke just ruined my day. Bitch.

Mrs. Sarkozy is point in case why we came to the conclusion we came to on Tuesday...you just never know how you're gonna feel and what you're gonna want 5, 10, 15 years down the road.

Anonymous said...

So...you're endorsing her behavior?

Even if I don't care for her and her skanky behavior, it *is* a nice dress.

Johanna said...

I don't know that I was endorsing her behavior so much as enjoying the direct contrast between our past First Ladies and France's current one.

I do, however, applaud the French populace for its willingness to elect the best person for the job irrespective of the fact that he's been divorced and publicly cuckolded.

And that sleevless Prada shift is to die for...

manhattan dan said...

Just came across your blog for the first time this evening. Love it. And you, dear, are dazzling.

Why is all that wit and beauty wasting away behind a desk in boring old DC?

west coast devotee said...

First, you *are* dazzling. why didn't I think of that word first?

Seond, this woman is fabulous. Have you seen pics of the French first family? 2 kids from her first marriage, 2 from his and 1 shared between them. They get along fine - better than fine, actually. Americans could learn something from these two. From her, anyway. I don't think she's right to cheat but at least she doesn't sit home pretending to be happy when she's not. It's called knowing when to say "when" in a relationship, married or not.