Vietnamese State Visit, Day One: Schackenborgs Out Class, Out Love, Out Professional The Clown Prince Couple

"Don't worry, I damn sure make them Photoshop this crap!"

Well, Daisy knows that the show must go on, but things aren't quite right in the state of Denmark. There is clear tension between the Derfie-Doodles and the Schackenborgs, although Marie seems to try to make an effort at small talk with Mary both at the airport and at the gala dinner table. Mary, however, and true to her character, doesn't really reciprocate. In the footage from the dinner, it's clear that Mary feels lost and alone: she doesn't speak French, a common second language for Vietnamese people, one that Marie can easily use to converse with her seatmates, and look at her assume that she'll be sitting in Prince Henrik's place before getting pushed back down the line. What an entitled dope. And all she does is slap on that smarmy look on her face. Ugh.

Fred looks like death warmed over. It's so clear to everyone that he lives with a toxic woman (and is missing sportif duties - at least when children don't beat him in windsurfing). I am ALL about taking personal responsibility and knowing that change can only come from within, but dumb Fred is being poisoned by Virus Mary. He looks dead or worse, like he is the roadkill from Madam's 18 wheeler truck that has mowed him down, stripped him of all possessions and dignity, and left him to die on the side of the road to kingship. He actually seems to wish he were dead! Ugh, and just look at him, picking his nose "discreetly" at the table! While Joachim gallantly helped Prime Minister Helle Thorning-Schmidt with her chair. This is such a badly disjointed family. Thank goodness for the Schackenborgs and Princess Benedikte!


Video: DR

 

Mary escorted Vietnamese First Lady Mai Thi Hanh to the "Bumblebee" class at a local preschool.

 

 

 

 

In the evening was the State Dinner at Fredensborg.

 

Christian and Karin Friis Bach

 

 

 

 

 

 

Photos: Keld Navntoft, Jeppe Bjørn Veljø

 

 

Finnish State Visit, Day One: Looker Me! Three Changes of Clothes In One Day But MoreMore's Face Is Melting!

Christ on a cracker, she looks like a Madame Tussaud's wax dummy that was left in the sun for a few hours!

Click to enlarge at your own peril!

Poor First Lady of Finland Jenni Haukio. She's a poet, a political party's communications manager, holds a Masters degree, and had to spend an afternoon with Little Mary Boganson who looks like her narcissistic mother, carting her around town because she HAS TO and playing to the cameras who record every step. Mary's only five years older than Mrs. Haukio, but looks at least twenty years older! What glowing skin, Jenni! Forget the FOSS fat extraction units, Mares, and invest in a sauna.

What a way to start the state visit from Finland to Denmark. Is this true diplomacy? Mary had to go all Kate Middleton again, doning a - new! - military style coat like Kate has worn with a Philip Treacy hat. Marie seemed to spend most of her time at the arrival ceremony smiling and trying not to make eye contact with Madam. Marie sensibly wore a lovely, neutral coat that she's had in her wardrobe for a while. Daisy went all snow queen on us.

At the gala dinner, Mary continued her sour mood, seeming like a poor seating companion to the poor woman on her right, not talking or chatting much. There's one photie where she is laughing and giving Henrik the side eye while Henrik is neither looking at her or smiling himself. Note to Mary: if you don't clue people in on the joke, you're making fun of them and that isn't nice. At least Derfie was seated next to his sweetie Helle Thorning-Schmidt in a gorgeous blue dress and got to be the meat in a hot girl sandwich with sweet Mrs. Haukio on his right. Mary got to be the bread by wearing a pumpernickel rye as a hairpiece! With Marie curvy in va-va-va-voom purple seated at the Prime Minister's left side, no doubt Helle had wonderful table companions and Derf could take in both Marie's curves and Helle's smile in one glance. He'll sleep well tonight.

Video: Danish Royal Website

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Derf's baby, Prime Minister Helle Thorning-Schmidt

Prince Charles' favourite, Environmental Minister Ida Auken

Henrik's favourite (?), Fritz Shur, CEO of DONG Energy (you can't make this up)

 

 

 

 

"Helle, why didn't you wear something that lets me see your boobies?"

"Oh, Frede, because last time, you tugged at them this hard. It hurt! Just divorce it."

 

 

 

 

 

 

Photos: Torkild Adsersen, Scanpix; Daniel Hjorth, Polfoto; Keld Navntoft