I think it’s well established now that not only is President Obama an august statesman, eloquent orator, brilliant writer and thinker, and, really, the hope of America–he is also fine.
It’s not just the lean, chiseled face and eyes sparkling with intelligence. It’s not just the easy smile, the taut physique, or the gracious demeanor. It’s also the way he treats his wife. The obvious respect and affection which he continually exhibits toward her is really, really sexy. What did he ask at one of the inaugural balls–“How good-looking is my wife?” She looked gorgeous, and he couldn’t have been hotter than in that moment of proclaiming it!
But what will it do to the national female psyche to have such an attractive president?
I can imagine some of the discussions because I am a frisky, red-blooded woman living with a tribe of frisky, red-blooded women: 4 daughters. Well, 3 and a step, but I consider the step one of mine. Even the 4 year old discusses nail polish, though I won’t let her have lip gloss yet.
Here’s an imaginary conversation:
American woman: “President Obama’s oversight rules for the financial industry will bring much needed stability, and meticulous integrity, to it.”
Her girlfriend: “Yes, and his plan for health care reform is shaping up to help and empower the American people. Glad he’s put limits on the salaries of health insurance executives.”
First woman, sighing: “And didn’t he look good last night on the address? He looks out from the screen with those soulful eyes and it’s like he can see right into the depths of your being!”
Girlfriend: “I think he’s doing more push-ups lately, his shoulders are luscious….”
First woman: “I have got to tell you about the sex dream that Anne had about him….”
From there the conversation goes into explicit detail. Then they discuss Anne’s hair cut (good), Barb’s new eye-liner (not good), and Carol’s boss, who’s hitting on her. Then the conversation circles back to foreign and domestic policy change and implementation, stem cell research, and the books they’re each reading in their respective book clubs.