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...office repeatedly said that Obama would not decide on her outfit until this morning, the choice - including the color, fabric and accessories - shows a lot of confidence and planning on the wearer's part. (See pictures of Michelle Obama's Jason Wu dress, her gown for the inauguration ball...
...said you liked barbecued ribs, we'd put a big portion of them in front of you," says Wang. "We'd warm them in a microwave first so you couldn't get away from the smell, and we'd give you a cotton ball with a bit of the food on it so you could taste it. Then we'd have one of the nurses describe how the food was made." (See pictures of what makes you eat more food...
...armed forces. She has already made clear that she wants to adopt military families as her special concern. Perhaps that's why the so-called Kids' Inaugural on Monday night, featuring the Jonas Brothers, is being billed as a concert to honor military families. One of the 10 official balls the new President will attend on Tuesday night is the Commander in Chief's Ball (first held by George W. Bush); the largely enlisted crowd will get to attend free of charge in the National Building Museum in downtown D.C. As anyone who has ever served in uniform knows, that...
Suddenly in Kabul, DJs are in demand. Ball gowns are being brushed off and red, white and blue outfits picked out. American expatriates are debating the relative merits of competing inaugural balls, one hosted by Democrats Abroad, another by the U.S. embassy. Tickets for both are sold out, and for those who are neither Democrats nor American, viewing parties have been planned across the capital. Afghans with access to satellite television are charging car batteries to ensure that not one minute of the inaugural festivities will be lost to the city's chronic power outages. Not even Saturday's suicide...
...Chabad representative, then arranged for me to eat with Rabbi Hazan. I had arrived at this home expecting a warm, Jewish welcome from my host family. Instead, there I was, staring into a room of confused strangers when all I’d wanted was a bowl of Matzah ball soup. Scrounging together bits of English, Hebrew, and Italian, I attempted to explain my intrusion. I was in my third week in Rome and the winding, cobblestone streets had left me lost and alone. I had spotted a few men sporting yarmulkes—traditional Jewish skullcaps—near...