Not since another Justin treated Super Bowl audiences to a peep show at Janet Jackson's expense has a wardrobe malfunction caused such a stir--though in the case of Prime Minister Trudeau of Her Royal Majesty's Government in Canada, it seems to have been a choice on his part, as deliberate as it is inexplicable.
It all started out innocently enough: A trip to India to strengthen ties between the two nations, which have been a bit dodgy as of late. Then someone came up with the bright idea of bringing along the wife and kids, turning a stodgy old state visit into a working vacation. The photo opportunities would practically stage themselves, one of Trudeau's advisers doubtlessly said, what with the PM's boy-band good looks flanked by family members cute enough to have stepped whole and smiling from the pages of a J. Crew catalog.
It's just too bad they didn't order from that catalog, so that the Trudeaus might have been spared this:
Don't get me wrong--the Trudeau family is about as sweet as it gets. Even dressed like refugees from a high school musical production of Slumdog Millionaire, I wanna scoop the kids up and hug them and tell them it's going to be all right as I drive them to the nearest Abercrombie & Fitch for a fashion makeover. And poor Sophie, the dutiful wife of a prime minister, is doing yeoman's work here trying to maintain her composure, complete with bindi on her forehead and namaste pose, as she wonders how it all could have come to this. Trudeau, meanwhile, seems to be the only one having a good time, his expression much like Steve Carell's on the poster art for The 40 Year Old Virgin: Blissful cluelessness, unimpeded by the awareness that most of what he knows of Indian culture probably came from watching Abu on The Simpsons.
Real Indians noticed, however, and couldn't help but have a little fun:
But Trudeau didn't stop there. Apparently wanting to make sure that his cultural appropriation didn't just extend to Indian dress, he decided that a Bollywood turn of Saturday Night Fever was just the thing:
You can tell by the way he used his walk, he's a woman's man, no time to talk. With moves like that, maybe he should just dump politics, call himself the New Justin and take his act on the road with the other guys from N'Sync. I'm sure Timberlake wouldn't mind.