Vive La France

Ah Bastille Day, the great French celebration of liberty and decapitation. Take this day as an opportunity to emulate the French a little more in your everyday life. It's insufficient just have 6 croissants and double espresso for breakfast. Better option? Be like their President.

That's right. Be like this guy. This guy is Nicolas Sarkozy and he is the President of France. He got elected by running a conservative campaign promising to strengthen the economy and always support George W. "Smarty Pants" Bush. He's at best vaguely anti-immigrant and worst a borderline Nazi. What's better, he got the notorious French community of strike-happy workers to elect him even though he argued that they all needed to work harder. That's impressive powers of persuasion, which makes sense given his track record with women.

Take a look at Cecilia. This is his second wife. The one he was married too when he got elected. There were rumors of affairs on either end, but she was his wife, at times throughout his political career had even been referred to as a chief aid, so she's probably at least a little smart. And on top of that, she's a former model. I mean, seriously people look at this woman. And Nicolas? Well, he ain't quite so pretty to look at. When you go beyond the glamour shot he's rocking earlier in the post you see he's kinda dorky looking, particularly standing next to her.

So who does he romance and marry after splitting from Cecilia?

Yup. Another former model. This time a younger and arguably prettier one. Carla Bruni. Now Bruni is a Ms. Sarkozy and she tours the world being totally gorgeous all the time. She's also recently recorded an album of music. So she's a talented former model... at least a reasonably talented one.


So there you go. That's your lesson for the day. Vive La France. Marry a model. Then marry another model. And drink a lot of wine.

Or if nothing else, go for the french fries at lunch.