July 27, 2010 by Post Team
Clinton Wedding, [Washington Post] Chelsea Clinton is ruining my wedding. Sure, I’m going to marry yet, but I like to plan things in advance. And the Chelsea is stealing my thunder.
It is typical of her. Every time I try to do anything, Chelsea Clinton does, too, so that blocks traffic. I took ballet. She took ballet classes. She was in the Nutcracker as “Favorite Aunt.” It would have been “Favorite Aunt” as well, but everyone said that Chelsea’s performance had already defined the role, and I could not expect anything more than “Aunt people tolerate during the holidays.”
Wikipedia says he spent his childhood enjoying the cards, volleyball, ping pong and movies. Those are my hobbies! But to my Wikipedia page says that? No. In fact, my Wikipedia page is in any case there.
If that were not bad enough, every idea that I have wedding, Chelsea steals. She wore white and have the bridesmaids? I intended to wear white and be bridesmaids. Then, I imagine you’ll want a dad to take it to the altar.
I am not alone in this. There is a Brooklyn girl who shine Yahoo Blog recently came to admit that I was having the same problem. His name is REM Haddad-Friedman, and said that thanks to Chelsea, “I’m probably going to close all roads, and my guests have to drive for an hour and a half to get from my ceremony to the reception – if they get there. “Knowing the Chelsea probably will not. July 31 is the weekend that Steven Spielberg, Ted Turner and I are supposed to have coffee. But they have some kind of wedding to attend.
Now I learn that the budget for the wedding of Chelsea could be up to three million y. For that amount of money, could have a viable space program! Well, maybe not, but it would be a start. However, those dollars that allegedly could pay two therapists to tell the National Enquirer that Al Gore had tried to initiate a close encounter of the third type, and leave enough money to purchase eight normal wedding. On the basis of the budget projection, I thought that Chelsea would be doing something wild and unusual, as the destruction of a small ecosystem, instead of smashing a glass of wine. But, no. She is just getting tents and music and the port-a-Johns and a wedding dress.
Who does Chelsea think he is? A real person? This whole wedding thing top secret Wikileaks is becoming again – a lot of secrets, big fuss, and no particularly unusual revelations. Of course, the fact that the New York Daily News thinks that the stores could be glass is a bit weird, but it’s just nuclear fireworks display I expected. And it’s frustrating. Since I was twelve years old, Chelsea has been trying to act like one of us. This is like Harry Potter Hogwarts deciding that it’s very exciting and apply to a charter school. Do not you realize you are a celebrity? Why is he so determined to be normal?
In an interview with People magazine, Bill Clinton described the marriage as “the biggest day in your life, probably.” This is not how it’s supposed to go! The most important day in the life of Chelsea, was supposed to when he was elected governor-general of Cuba, or has a reality show, and reclaimed the White House, or something. ” See Levi Johnston and Bristol Palin. They understand these things. You get married so you can be on the cover of U.S. weekly. You do not hide from the paparazzi, and keep their secret place for the press does not come upon you. That defeats the whole point!
And until the Chelsea is aware that she will keep driving us to ig-remarkable for the wall. “I know that is not doing it on purpose,” added Haddad-Friedman. “But Chelsea Clinton has taken what was supposed to be a special day for me and turned it into hell.” If only I had done. Throwing a themed wedding hell for a foreigner, with forks in the endives, would have been exciting! Instead, she simply goes about his life. And that is the most annoying of all.
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