Imagining My Interview
I've always maintained that if politics (actually political figures) became a touch more 'fashionably correct', a new and chicly-clad demographic would become politically active. The Post's circulation would double, CNN.com would be bookmarked on desktops across the country, and poll lines would turn into the places to be seen. On top of that, I firmly believe that your best decisions (anything from picking the right nail color to voting on an act of Congress) are made when you are dressed your best. Hence the decision makers of the world should put a little more thought into their wardrobes. When you think about it, political figures carry almost as much celebrity weight as any actor, model or rock star. With twice as much airtime, it would seem that an on-call stylist would be a no-brainer, yet unfortunately that is not always the case. If there is one thing that the right and left can agree on, it is the stylish or less faces of politics. For example, we all (regardless of what our voter card says) still live for Jackie O's shades, were in awe of Nancy's overt glamour, and felt pity then pride for Chelsea's hairstyles.

Now with the First Twins hitting the campaign trail, political fashion is about to take a huge step forward. What a treat it is for the patriotic fashion mavens to see Theory pants and flirty (yet professional) dresses on CNN, rather than suit after suit. Being both a political and fashion-savvy journalist (am ignoring the snickering from she she me, as a party consultant is not a career), you can imagine my sheer dismay (anger, really) when I learned that Vogue had scooped me and interviewed Jenna and Barbara for their August issue. In my perfect world it would have been me lounging in a posh Park Avenue hotel suite dishing with the twins. But the world is far from perfect, hence the lack of Prada in my closets. As such, I'll have to take a moment to daydream myself into that interview. Dressed in my trusty Yanuks and fresh-out-of-the-box tweed slingbacks (in my daydream there is no heat and no humidity), complete with glossed lips (all journalists have perfectly glossed lips), my day with the political fashionistas would have unfolded as follows:

We would have gossiped for a couple of hours about:

• Who on the campaign trail is in most dire need of a makeover - totally classified knowledge, but I'm sure you have your own opinions.
• How cool their Granddad is to skydive at 80 - very.
• Favorite lip glosses - stila lip pots and LORAC Lip Polish in Shine.
• And if there really are cowboys in Texas - inquiring readers want to know. Yes, but in a more modern, less Urban Cowboy sense.

After girl talk we would move to the more newsworthy questions like:

• Typical outfits? Jeans and flats. Definitely more casual than formal.
• What do you look for in jeans? Aside from stretch (who doesn't?), they must flatter the ole derriere (that is the point of jeans after all) and be long enough to wear with your fave stilettos.
• What will you be wearing this fall? Anything tweed - its so prim, and ladylike.
• Do cowboy boots really go with anything? Yes. (They are from Texas, remember.)
• What items would buy if you had the power to mint all the money you wanted? Prada's lipstick skirt from the late nineties, a C&C tank in every color, and a pair of Manolos for each day of the year. (SG: Funny, how all 3 are on my list as well.)
• Describe American style. BB: Dressing with confidence and personal style. JB: In the land of 'bigger and better,' Americans are known for their understated elegance when it comes to dress.
• What was it really like to party at Camp David? Again, classified.

After the intense interview, we would meet their darling and oh-so-classically American chic cousin, Lauren, for coffee. (It is clear at this point that the Bush family could easily outrank the Kennedys in fashionable family members.) Soy lattés in hand, the four of us would hit the shops and discuss the twins' campaign fashion strategy. When they have to be pried out of their jeans, it seems that neat skirts, fitted blazers and tailored trousers are the uniform of choice. Following a full afternoon of shopping, there would be 'legal' cocktails at some uber-chic bar; then we would part ways, as the girls would be off to attend some rally and do a little politicking. Armed in bootcuts and camis, they were the epitome of easy American style.

What a day. . . Brings a totally new meaning to being a Bush [girls] fan.

*This story is purely fictional and is a figment of Shop Girl's hardworking, well-dressed imagination. Neither the Bush twins nor their cousin, Lauren, were interviewed for this piece.