Like scent, Photoshop must be applied in very small doses
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June 18, 2013 at 6:06pm
Somebody very kindly sent me scans of the photographs we were discussing earlier, because I couldn’t be fagged to do them myself (too much on – you know, I don’t even have time to make a necklace in between taking my dogs to ballet class).
See what I mean?
In the picture where she’s leaning against the painted wall in the Music Room, she has the ‘hips’ of a prepubescent 12-year-old. That’s the most extreme one.
Now compare to the DOI picture – the Department of Information does not provide Photoshopping services (yet).
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Her smile should have been photoshopped instead. It’s more fake than the hips.
Jeeeezzuss – she’s skinny to the point of anorexic in the first two pics. Check out the bicep line of her upper arm in the top photo.
Oooh… your comment about taking the dogs to ballet class is going to be so grossly misunderstood.
You should have put a disclaimer explaining that your brood of boys have flown the nest and that you now have dogs, so the reference you were making was about you actual hounds and…oh never mind.
[Daphne – The dogs and the boys were concurrent.]
Hmm, the first cleavage.
Daphne, you have to give her the benefit of doubt. She’s working very hard and she’s all over the place. It helps doesn’t it?
Such an irony that these photographs were taken at Villa Francia.
Here’s a bit of unairbrushed history, which Michelle and Joseph Muscat and Laburisti in general would do well to read: http://www.timesofmalta.com/articles/view/20070310/opinion/of-dolls-and-riots.24072
The real Sette Giugno:
“The whole family hid in empty barrels down in the cellar and by this time Maltese soldiers under the command of Major De Domenico and Major Dunbar Vella had replaced the British and were ordered to guard the Francia residence. Nevertheless, when the throng arrived the soldiers were overwhelmed and the ransacking commenced. During the plunder, several objects of value, such as silver, antique furniture as well as a grand piano were thrown out of balconies and windows.”
And our politicians chose to glorify the rioters, rather than the victims, while the Labour leader’s wife poses at Villa Francia blissfully oblivious to the fate suffered by that family at the hands of the very people her party glorifies.
Modelling, now. Doesn’t she own a mirror at home? My comment on your other post refers to her watch, shameful behavior for PM’s wife – she shouldn’t be advertising.
This photoshoot is in the same style as Rachel ta’ Tista Tkun Int. Anzi m’ ghamlitx xi par coloured contact lenses.
This is not the behaviour of a PM’s wife.
Would need to see the actual one to verify but if you look at the cover page shot you can see part of where the belt truly ended under her right index finger.
Our very own Evita Peron.
Miskina she’s just pretending to be her life-long aspiration, a lady of The High Society. With lots of help and Photoshopping, she’s dreaming.
In reality she has to do much, much more than dream.
This is sickening, to put it mildly.
An old Maltese saying comes to mind “l-ewwel darba li Gahan libes qalziet **** fih”