Something like this you mean -
France's first lady.
Looks expensive to me!
Looks
irresitible to me! God, what legs and ...
You know, on first looking, it was all about sex appeal. Then it became something else.
There’s a song within the C&W genre that has the line
I like my women a little on the trashy side. Yes, some if not all contemporary songstresses certainly subscribe to the canon of trash, but even though they do manage an animal sexuality, for the most part that’s fairly limited in its effect, in that it seldom rises above the waist. (The effect, that is. Anything else would just be exaggeration and worthy of disbelief.)
Now, take our French lady, and you have sex appeal in abundance but also something else: sophistication. That’s another of those things you just can’t buy. You can drown a tramp in Rive Gauche and many a one has perished in Versace – unsurprisingly – but as with her married, Italian predecessor Carla, the right lady in the right clothes can be amazing. I remember watching, spellbound, some year or two ago when Carla Bruni appeared at a reception in London with all the rest of the International great and good: she floored them by doing nothing, just standing there. It was enough! (Compare with yesterday's Jane Fonda - oh dear!)
So yes, the new top lady of France is worth the looking. They have something special, some of those continentals. I’m sure Fred has seen something similar in Madrid.
Thanks for the link: it’s made me go and prepare another mug of coffee which I’m now sipping.
Rob C