We’ve all done things we regret. I for one just ate my fifth medialuna of the day. But imagine having the camera capture you in a moment of youthful indiscretion and then, years down the line, see that image of your cream-covered face next to a half-naked dancer plastered on the front page of every national newspaper. After having just been elected President.
That’s much worse than eating five medialunas and not fitting into your pants the next day.
Unluckily for President-elect Mauricio Macri, he’s in the hot seat now, and what better way to initiate him to office than by pulling some skeletons from his closet?
Too many questions and too few answers for this problematic pic. What is that expression on Macri’s face? Why is he wearing a suit? What on earth is he doing squirting silly string over this woman in clear need of a winter wardrobe?
From silly string to foam: perhaps even better than Macri himself in this one is the expression on the man’s face to the left of the image.
I don’t know where to start with this one: the bucket hat or the facial expression. Either way, sort it out, Macri.
It quite literally looks like he is fondling an imaginary butt. And he’s still wearing the bucket hat.
Where is his left hand?!
“Put your hand up if you regret dancing with so many naked ladies in front of the cameras.”
That mustache never was and never will be a good idea. Hate to break it to you, pal.
The resemblance is uncanny.
Eyes to the sky, Macri, eyes to the sky.
*Gasps in disbelief*
And just for good measure, we leave you with the bucket hat.
Welcome to the Casa Rosada, Mr. President.