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Oh look who’s on the cover of Vanity Fair, and also wearing clothes for a change? It’s Carla Bruni, latest wife of Hungarian president of France Nicolas Sarkozy. What did she do to achieve this honor? Well, according to the headline, the Italian singer/supermodel’s marriage to a French president might just make her the new “Jackie O,” which was what tabloids called Jacqueline Kennedy in the decades after her husband, President John F. Kennedy, was murdered by Lyndon Johnson/the Mob/Richard Nixon/the CIA/Cuban Wingnuts and she married a Greek Tycoon named Aristotle Onassis, who was eventually murdered or just died of being old, and her name was then “Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis.” Anyway, you can see why Carla Bruni might just be the new Jackie O. [Vanity Fair]
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Jackie O didn’t put her feet up on the furniture.
Just because you know how to dress and pose and fuck a President doesn’t mean you can be the next Jackie O. But Carla Bruni wins points with me for her stance on open relationships.
This girl will soon steal President Obama from the woman who was only one time proud to be an American.
carerer: I’d let her put her feet up on my furniture.
Ok, that didn’t sound as good as it was in my head.
And Jackie O never looked like a wilted lettuce leaf, either.
They could have gone with Michelle, but I guess after all that RFK flap with teh Hillz people were feeling gun shy. Oops, see what I mean.
Lyndon Johnson/the Mob/Richard Nixon/the CIA/Cuban TRUCKNUTS?
Take off everything but the boots, baby, and I’ll be your junk for a while.
carerer: Jackie O. never did Mick Jagger, either.
Our “First Lady”, Maggie Trudeau did, though. And I think they did do it on the furniture.
This is a perfectly apt comparison. Jackie O’s naked folk singing was also pretentious pigfodder.
I like the boots, though.
Maybe Jackie Ho.
so she’s cool with her hubs messin’ around with a stoned starlet?
I can’t wait for the first time Obama visits Sarko and Bruni as president. You just know Barry and Carla are going to size each other up like two tarts from “Project Runway”: who is prettier? who is taller? who is thinner? who can totally rock those stilletos?
THOSE boots are made for WALKING!!!!
On MY bare back.
Wearing SPURS!!
YEAH, BABY!
. . . . What? . . . .Huh? . . . .
Oh.
Sorry.
That just slipped out.
I’ll think of something snarky to say in a minute.
I’d hit that. Obviously. Twice, even.
Those are not just any riding boots, those are boots for “dressage”.
The ancient art of training a horse for the battlefield.
This sport is practiced in a dressage court.
Jackie-O was a fox hunter.
This sport consists of cross country riding, jumping fences.
sati demise: Never mind the foxes.
There are COUGARS in those woods, son! COUGARS!
AxmxZ: I hope he calls her a “Trannylicious Hot Mess”
If not Jackie, then who? Mamie, Pat, Lady Bird, Roselynn? I don’t think so. Carla’s a breath of fresh, just as Jackie came along at a time when every young Democratic man worried that party females were doomed to look (and sound) like Eleanor Roosevelt.
I remember my mother telling me the story of JFK and Jackie O. as a bedtime story when I was young. Like five. No joke. All I really remember is her telling me that Jackie caught her husband’s brains when they were shot out, and refused to change her dress before she gave a speech. And when, terrified, I asked what happened to the handsome president-prince everyone loved (because at the age of five you don’t automatically associate getting your brains shot out of your head with death - I thought maybe they could have put them back in?), she said “He died. But it turned out OK, because Jackie fell in love again and married another man and they lived happily ever after.”
I guess my point is, you can’t be the next Jackie O. until you are splattered with your husband’s brains.
Inanity Fair: Why can’t Jackie O just be the ONLY Jackie O?
I wonder what Carla thinks when he breaks out “Le Terrible?”
Quacker: I’d hit that every freakin’ night for the rest of my life. And if I died “in the saddle”…thank you, thank you, God!
toastandlove: Paris is an outrage when your husband is dead.
you forgot that he was also murdered by Woody Harrelson’s father.
madirishman: Show me a beautiful woman and I’ll show you someone who’s sick of fucking her.
JFK would hit it.
That said, I’d do ‘er.
Just like Jackie O. (who I once passed walking the opposite direction on Park Ave. Only person I’ve ever seen to literally turn heads in her wake). Except for I think Carla Bruni indulges in a spot more pickle licking.
trophy(forparticipation)wife: A man who’s tired of fucking a beautiful woman would be sitting at his desk with a bottle of whiskey and a handgun.
madirishman: Ehrt. You’re wrong.
Are we defining beauty in a deeper more enlightened way?
@sanantonerose
What exactly did Jackie O do besides those things?
Anyway, Bruni gets points from me for putting out a single with Bryan Ferry.
carerer: That was my FIRST thought when I saw that cover. Jackie would never have posed with her knees not touching.
My second thought was “but I wish she was naked”.
trophy(forparticipation)wife: Let’s just say I’d enjoy the PROCESS of becoming that TIRED…especially with Ms. Bruni. She sings, she’s fluent in several languages, she’s intelligent, and she’s easy on the eyes. Yep, I’d like to TRY to become that tired.
I’d Jackie her O.
madirishman: Fair enough friendly Wonketteer.
You people …..
She can’t be the new ‘Jackie O’ until she drops the letters of her last name and goes by ‘Carla B’. Stands to reason.