Or maybe that’s not the scent of romance and passion. Maybe that’s the scent of the vomit that’s coming up Princess Charlene’s throat while kissing Prince Albert in front of photographers. I get the two scents mixed up.
Even though Princess Charlene of Monaco is about 8 months pregnant with an heir and a spare, she’s still got a job to do and has got to make the people think that she and her husband Pierced Peen are dripping with love for each other. Today is National Day in Monaco and Princess Charlene and Pierced Peen celebrated by giving their subjects a heave-worthy kiss show on the balcony of the Palais Princier de Monaco.
Such romance. Such passion. Such genuine love. It almost looks as though Princess Charlene isn’t imagining kissing sweet, sweet freedom and Prince Albert isn’t imagining kissing a delicious cronut. But seriously, Charlene and Albert should’ve flown Jim Bob and Michelle Duggar to Monaco to teach them how to bring on the jizz-inducing tingles in a staged kissing photo. Because that picture looks like a bird pecking at a cold clam.
On a positive note, Princess Charlene usually looks like me at the DMV: done with life. But she looks kind of happy here. Pregnancy endorphins are a helluva drug.