We Need to Talk…

Are there any more chilling words than those on the planet?  Sigh…but sometimes it’s inevitable…so here goes.  Dr…uh…Mrs…First Lady…oh whatever…Jill, we NEED to talk.  There may be people surrounding the current…uh…your husband…who insist he remain in office sedated with drugs and ice cream in spite of evidence that he can no longer function cognitively.  We can all see that, and perhaps you do not have control over that aspect of things at present.  But there is something you DO have control of at the present time and that needs to be addressed post haste.  Your wardrobe.

Maybe someone along the campaign trail complimented your floral outfit and you took that to heart and ran with it.  Word of advice: STOP RUNNING!  It’s not a good look…

To be fair, you did try solids…sigh, another failure.  Perhaps maybe wear a bra…and something not so tight.  (whispering: you are no longer the sweet young thing sitting on Joe’s lap)

My goodness! And the footwear!!  This is the definition of CRINGE.

Admittedly, a former fashion model is a lot easier to dress in any type of clothing…

and yellow is NOT a color for everybody…

But a First Lady should complement her husband, be a strong partner, and champion her own cause. She should not overwhelm, but she should also not fade into the wallpaper or dress like upholstery.  It just makes her a target.