Yes, I realize that picking on Michelle Obama these days is a little like shooting really expensive fish in a barrel. But I like to shoot fish. When I was a kid we dumped the fish in the pond at the local park and watched them grow ridiculously huge on a diet of radioactive kelp or something. Seriously, these fish were huge. HUGE.
Plus, she makes it so damned easy. Yesterday, she spoke at a campaign luncheon, where people paid between $300 and $10,000 to hear her wax poetic about her husband’s stellar track record and convince them Barack Obama truly understands the plight of the working class in America, and despite his Wall Street backers and SuperPAC and administration full of lobbyists and corporate shills, he’s truly a champion of the 99% of people who may or may not pay taxes depending on whether they are also one of the 58% of taxpaying Americans. This was after she met with a room full of big donors who paid upwards of $10K to take their picture with her.
But the good news is, she and her husband have a plan. They’re going to redirect the income of wealthy Americans by force to Americans who are less well off in an effort to fruitlessly address economic disparities.
First lady Michelle Obama has joined her husband’s bandwagon to hit the rich and spread the wealth, questioning how well-off families can feel good if others are struggling.
To about 300 supporters wealthy enough to pay $300-$10,000 to attend the mid-day event, the first lady said, “If a family in this country is struggling, we cannot be satisfied with our own families’ good fortune.”
She also rapped the rich, as has her husband. “Who do we want to be?” Obama asked. “Will we be a country where success is limited to the few at the top? This country is strongest when we are all better off.”
Its like picking on a Southern family-values Republican with a secret account on a gay dating website where he puts pictures of himself shirtless on European beaches holding drinks with paper umbrellas in them. The punchlines are all written for you when you meet someone who claims to believe so deeply in something, yet they can’t even be bothered to fake interest in it in public. Because Michelle Obama clearly enjoys the spoils of wealth. I mean, why else would you walk out of that speech just to change into a $2,500+ outfit for an evening event?
Michelle Obama stepped out in a custom Peter Som coat yesterday to fete the groundbreaking of the National Museum of African American History And Culture.
The beautiful Monet-esque print was spot on for the monumental occasion. Although we couldn’t see the dress underneath the coat, we’re sure it’s just as fabulous. And speaking of fab, look at those legs!
Peter Som is an American designer out of New York who regularly shows at Fashion Week, and whose outfits have graced the Red Carpet draped around stars like Rachel McAdams, Rashida Jones, Maggie Gyllenhaal and Lea Michele. His works are generally pretty architectural, and are considered avant garde and modern and Upper-East-Side-y, not dissimilar to the First Lady’s favorite clothier, Jason Wu.
His ready-to-wear line is definitely out of the price range of most Americans, with a coat-and-dress ensemble like the one the first lady is wearing going for around $2,500 at Neiman Marcus (about $1000 for the dress and $1500 for the coat). And the pricing is pretty consistent across fabrics and seasons. The thing is, though, that the First Lady’s outfit isn’t even off the rack at the local designer department store. Nope. Her threads are custom made so that none of you peons will ever be able to replicate her look by cashing in your food stamps. No other human being will ever sport Mrs. Obama’s look, and unless, like a celebrity, she’s wearing this puppy and giving it back, it cost her (or us, depending on whether she used her First Lady clothing stipend) a pretty penny. And this is actually the second or third Peter Som ensemble we know is in the First Lady’s closet.
But its fine. I mean, totally. Tell everyone to share the wealth. Maybe she really will practice what she preaches and put this custom made, expensive coat in the Goodwill pile for some poor unemployed person to find and burn for warmth this winter, retaining just the distant memory of its cool touch against her skin for when she’s forced to don JCrew and Target in the latter half of the campaign.
Oh, the trials.