Austria's Foreign Minister Ursula Plassnik (R) talks with her German counterpart Frank-Walter Steinmeier at the start of an E.U. foreign and defence ministers joint meeting in Brussels November 13, 2006. REUTERS/Thierry Roge (BELGIUM)There are certain searches I perform daily (Condoleezza, Karen Hughes, Laura Bush, you know, all the hot chicks), but none of the results are ever more magical than the occasional surprise Ursula Plassnik appearances. Oh, how I love her. And, oh, how I love her scarves (new Pony Pals™ and nostalgic types may wish to catch up on the history of Ursula's scarves here, here, here, here and here).
Today, apparently, the fabulous Austrian giantess was caught unprepared and scarfless for a photo-op. Undaunted, she reached for the nearest beach towel, rolled it up and fashioned it, noose-like, around her mighty neck.
Bestill my heart.
5 comments:
Princess, your prose is giving me goosebumpies these days. The wit she doth flow......like the moisture being caught by Ursula's towel.....
Many thanks for brightening my dank and cheerless days. YOU try and live with a government staffed by a Mortadella Face fighting with Hair Plugs and a Former Fascist Cruise Boat singer named Bossi. There is nothing to mock-- they do it all for you.
Long live America!
New follower of the PSP magic, happy to find out about the magicalness that is Mighty Mt. Plassnik, the Mountain that Moves like a Woman.
Given that she clearly has mythological powers as well as the might of the Austrian government behind her, I'm sure any crushed humans found in her wondrous wake, accidental or otherwise, are efficiently swept under the rug.
Metaphorically speaking, of course.
I've been craving some Ursula love for a while. thanks
She is she of the Important Scarf.
BTW I just nominated you at the Weblog awards for best humor blog.
Okay, just for improving upon a Socrates quote and linking it to fashion, I'm blogrolling your funny ass toute suite.
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