How Barack And Michelle Obama Restored My Faith In Marriage

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As an independent twentysomething, I want a marriage like the Obamas' or I don't want one at all.

The couple's gestures, besides serving as conversation, also indicate trust. I've seen them literally leaning on each other. Now, I'm just as independent as the next Samantha Jones but imagine the possibilities of a partner in crime who is just as strong-willed, to lean on for support. Barack may technically be the first in command, but through their body language, it's evident that she is his rock and his equal. Even without knowledge of Michelle's extensive academic and professional achievements, we sense that they are on the same plane intellectually, emotionally and well, let's just put it out there—physically.

One of the smartest and most honest truths about love that my mother told me years ago is: sexual chemistry is essential to a healthy marriage. Again, this means intimacy—not public displays of affection. Barack and Michelle simply cannot be humping each other in the bathroom at the White House Correspondents Dinner, but I have a feeling that they really want to. The tender yet reverent kisses on the face, his hands on her waist, and of course the Cheshire grins; these subtle actions don't just indicate trust—they indicate lust too. This is a beautiful thing. It gives me a tiny glimmer of hope that I could possibly be 20 years into marriage and still be sneaking him the bedroom eyes at dinner. Writer Says Women Should Vote For Romney Because He's Filthy Rich

While the incredible men I've encountered in my life so far—along with the less-than-incredible set—have helped me set the bar high for an ideal partner, the first couple has helped me realize what I want from marriage itself. I want to be with a man who makes me feel safe and who is secure enough to allow me to protect him, too (Who needs a bodyguard... have you seen Michelle's guns?). I want to be the type of wife whose smile indicates the bond, the blessings, and the sheer mischief of our marriage. I want our own secret language, laughter, and scowls. And even if he's not the president, I'm convinced the right kind of love could make me feel like one hell of a first lady.

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