The Kennedys, like Banquo’s ghost, seem to pop up with frightening regularity. And no one more than Jackie O. Every aspiring first lady has to go through the Jackie test and most usually score an O. And now it is Michelle Obama’s turn. No sooner does she turn up at the Democratic nomination rally in a fetching dress than gasps of “she is just like Jackie O.”
Does anyone care about this woman’s formidable intellect, her dazzling academic achievements, her multi-tasking as parent and professional? Don’t be silly. The real test lies in whether she can balance perfectly on Jimmy Choos and carrying off her Chanel shift with ease. Now when did you last hear of a first lady or aspirant to that post being compared to say Eleanor Roosevelt, Betty Ford or Barbara Bush? The point is that Emporio Armani was not beating a path to their doors. Now poor Michelle will have to can her canny sound bytes and stick to perfecting the adoring gaze preferably clad in Cavalli.
Bill and Hill went down the JFK-Jackie route and we all know where that ended up. Monica was no Marilyn and poor Hillary ended up with sartorial schizophrenia. So now that Mr Obama has stitched up the nomination, it’s all upto Michelle to prove that she is a cut above the rest. Preferably cut by Valentino or Dolce and Gabbana. This is what happens when you have designs on the top post.