I'll try and act like I'm not jealous, but...

...a former supermodel as your First Lady?

France, I'm normally not on your side when it comes to anything other than Fashion Week and foie gras, but this time I gotta hand it to you -- these surprise nuptials deserve a resounding "well played".

I just wonder how poor Mitt is gonna handle that first State Dinner next year. God gives one strength, I suppose, but those legs, that voice, those legs...this could get very interesting.

Squarely on Team Hillary

Ahhh, Carla Bruni.

You've seduced a mogul, two rock legends, and now a President, this last conquest pushing one of the most socially liberal nations to the brink of something they haven't felt since the fallout of the Congress of Vienna in 1815 -- disapproval.

Leggy, effortlessly chic and talented chanteuse though you may be, when I look at you -all 5 feet, 10 inches of you- I can't help but think just how smart it was of your boyfriend (and his advisers, I'm sure) to keep you hidden in the country home during his tough campaign against Ségolène Royal last Spring.

That you're a siren of the highest physical and intellectual standards is nothing to be ashamed of, don't get me wrong, but when in the throes of a close election, you have to agree a candidate can't be taking chances by indulging publicly in what he thinks is acceptable knowing full well that that decision might influence voters -especially embittered, middle-aged female voters- to side with his opponent.

Inauguration first, supermodel girlfriend reveal second.

Now onto the little spat between Vogue Editor Anna Wintour and democratic presidential candidate Hillary Clinton.

Whether Hillary herself thinks wearing a series of $14,500 Haute Couture gowns in the pages of a glossy fashion magazine will render her "too feminine" really isn't the issue at hand. Frankly, for a woman who has spent her entire life over-achieving, over-working and over-compensating, I can't think of a person more deserving of a day of I-feel-pretty excess.

Excess, however, that can -and should- wait until after our very judgmental John Q. Public casts its collective vote in November.

Inauguration first, Dior second.

Eye candy of the week

One of the time-saving tricks I've learned over the past year is that when a picture strikes me as blogworthy -no matter if I have or haven't a post in mind for which it will be of use- I always save it to a folder on my desktop labeled, "eye candy."

For days like this one when I don't have time to put together a thoughtfully written piece, that folder sure does come in handy.

Below you'll find my highlights from this week's prettiest, unused photos.

Enjoy.

The 40-year old First Girlfriend of France, Carli Bruni, from both the front...
...and the back. (well played, Mssr. Sarkozy)
The new Esquire cover. Even women will have a hard time tearing their eyes away from this leg-fest...
Miss Dita arriving at the Jardin des Tuileries for the Dior Haute Couture show on Monday......and Lacroix on Tuesday......and Gaultier on Wednesday...My favorite men's look of the RTW season (from Lanvin):My favorite women's look of the Haute Couture season (from Lacroix):
A take-your-breath-away photo from the Sartorialist:
Dita's Mouret sheath, Claudia's long, long limbs and Vick's Louboutins -- perfection.