l'avoir tout

president sarkozy married carla bruni this weekend. she of the staggering cheekbones and he de le poids petite.

his marriage to another former model was over when he was elected, but this has been a whirlwind even by french standards. they met in november, she is rumored to be preggers and the french are hating the whole thing -- and not for the american faux-reason of bitter wife left in dust.

let's see: bruni was born into a wealthy artistic family, heiress to a tire fortune. she is expensively-educated and speaks three languages fluently. she is gorgeous. at 19 she was the star of a guess? jeans campaign and went on to become one of the 90s super-super-models, working for dior, givenchy, and yves-ste-laurent. she was arm candy for clapton, jagger, costner and well, er, trump. (shudder to think, but who knows. big schlong? magic tongue? maybe just the billions, dunno.) she retired gracefully and began a singing career. her albums have been commercial successes. did i mention she is gorgeous?

at one point she was involved with an older writer. they joined his son and daughter-in-law for a holiday. the son left with bruni and divorced his wife (daughter of bernard levy). the spurned wife wrote a memoir as purported fiction in which the female enemy is described as a "preying mantis with a terminator smile." she behaved "as if the world was hers, and guys as well." the real-life bruni revels in her rep as a man-eater and a year ago said: "everyone knows that husbands are rarely stolen; you either know how to keep them or you don’t." no need to drag my crispy feet over those hot coals right now, lol, but i think we know what she meant.

and that, my friends, is the crux. she is someone who has everything. if she doesn't already have it and decides she wants it, she gets it. wives, lovers and the press can go fuck off. *everybody else*? those who can no longer smoke at the cafe, but play patanque on saturdays and dutifully make love to their epouse a few times a month when she says ok, marvel at the latitude. that resentful pruned-up epouse? she hates a self-determined woman like bruni and thus hates sarkozy for wanting her.

me? i have had my man-eater days. i have cut my swath and have nothing left to prove. i have willingly lain on blazing brimstone and then got what i thought i'd never have -- the perfect man for me. one who always wants more. :)