We’re Number Two! And Fighting to Hold On

As I was running my news-photo scan yesterday I came across a very disturbing photo. No, not Lady M sans her industrial Spanx.

This:    Carla, David Cameron, new British Prime Minister, Nicky and Mrs. Cameron pose in front of Number 10 Downing Street. Mr Cameron seems to be eyeing a brighter future for Anglo-Franco relations.

Which is disturbing on many levels, but my concern was focused on Samantha Cameron, FLOGB. Since she is an almost brand new First Lady, I was deathly afraid that Lady M had exerted undue influence on her fashion choices, what with that boob belt and all. And since I am -  let’s face it - an enabler, I felt somehow responsible.

So you can only imagine my relief when I found out she was pregnant with her 4th child, due in September. The absolutely only situation that legitimately warrants a boob-belt.

Plus, I found  evidence that SamCam knows how to properly position a belt nearer the waist.

 

Isn’t this just great, now we have another First Lady competing with us for second place. And she’s going to have a baby of her own for adorable photo ops.

SamCam: Not a burger bump Could that possibly be a tramp stamp? On a blue-blood?

Not to get too far afield, but do you think that’s a tramp stamp on SamCam’s ankle? Here’s some evidence from a previous photo of SamCam’s foot. I didn’t think they allowed that sort of thing in the Tory party. Publically I mean.

Wow! Now I suppose Lady M’s going to start wearing shoes with 6 inch heels too. Great, then she’ll be able to pat Big Guy on the head.

And I sure hope she doesn’t show up with a couple of tats, just to stay in the competition. We all remember how that’s going to turn out.

But that Carla, she just can’t help herself. She has to be the center of attention even if there’s a pregnant lady in the room. Can you imagine being that self-absorbed?

 

No wonder Lady M hates her.

 

PS If you read this at the HuffPo:

“We were wondering where Michelle was last Friday night, when Barack and the girls went to the ballgame. It turns out that she hosted a girls' night out, taking over a suite at the Maxwell and Jill Scott concert at the Verizon Center in Washington, DC, Page Six reports. She brought along a dozen girlfriends and her mom Marian Robinson.”

Don’t believe it. Lady M: not there. She just picked up the tab.