A Touch of Class?

The screwball mainstream media has bent over backwards in their attempts to equivocate First Lady Michelle Obama to Jacqueline Kennedy.  At least with regard to fashion.  I doubt Mrs. Obama has gone as far as harboring an unrequited crush on her own brother-in-law, even if she knew what continent her husband might have relatives.  But, still, to hear it told by the journalistic nitwits, Michelle Obama is the epitome of style.

Yeah, right.  All you have to do is Google some photos and that declaration sags faster than Rosie O'Donnell's right breast.  Take a look for yourself, gang.

Um, the wrinkles in front are a signal that the dress is too tight, honey.

As you can plainly see from the back.  Is that a Victoria's Secret logo that I can read?

"Attention, Walmart shoppers...."

Just be thankful that she's not wearing the orange clogs.

Oh, look, it's the Laugh-In joke wall.

"Attention, K-Mart shoppers...."

Somebody call Goodwill.  We've got some junk in the trunk.

Dinner last night: Bratwurst at Steingarden.