Even though the Obama’s live just a few miles from me (5 miles to be exact) we don’t really get to hang out much — these days 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue seems like a world away. It’s no secret that Michelle is super busy with the girls and always has work to do on some campaign she’s created — and Barack, well, he’s got his hands full running this nation of ours and when he does get some time, he’s usually playing some b-ball to let off steam.
I get them. The Mr. and I are busy too.
Fully aware that it’s been aaaaages since we’ve had a girls afternoon, First Lady Michelle Obama herself invited me to hear her speak at Bell Multicultural High School in Columbia Heights, Washington, D.C.
I think she feels guilty for leaving me aside for so long, and I figured, why not? Then we could then grab some coffee together, brainstorm some blog feature ideas, take a few snaps to use on my blog and Facebook page, post a few selfies to Instagram showing off our outfits with the hashtag #mamastyle and #FLOTUSStyle and complain about our men working and traveling too much.
You know, the usual. Then we’d SWEAR to never let so much time go by without getting together. I’d also remind her to put us on The White House Holiday Party guest list (sans kids) and ask where she thinks I could get an amazing dress — one that no one will have.
But that would all come after her introduction speech to the sophomore class at the very unique globally themed bilingual high school that serves grades 6 through 12 and prepares all of its students for success in college and their careers. It’s the only Spanish language dual immersion high school program in Washington D.C. Knowing how passionate I am about education and bilingual upbringing — she naturally thought this would be a great fit for me and I’m sure she was hoping I’d write a little something for Spanglish Baby (which I have by the way, check it out!) You got it girl — anything for you!
She and the Secretary of Education Arne Duncan really pushed home the message of working hard and not letting your circumstances, especially your financial ones get in the way. She’s a great speaker — but she doesn’t use her hands nearly enough as me. I think being the First Lady and all she does have to keep under control…but still, I like the when she lets her hair down.
That morning she has texted me “What are you wearing today? I have nothing, help!” (I guess even when you have a lot, you can’t decide) I told her to keep it simple, earth tones and not too dressy or business-like. After all it’s a high school and you don’t want the kids to see you as intimidating. She agreed and I was really excited to see what she had chosen to wear.
Last message I got from her was “On my way. The FLOTUS mobile is here! See you soon. MO xo”
She then made ME nervous and I knew I had to wear something that stood out. Recently I’ve been going back to black, but I chose an orange and blue thick striped Gap dress with a longish jacket/blazer from the UK, black SLIMMING tights and back suede booties. I wanted to look good because I knew she’d ask how my diet and exercise was going after she walked about the Let’s Move! program a few months ago.
Ummmm, it’s not going. At all. And I wouldn’t be able to lie to her. So I needed to look as fit and put together as possible.
I dug out my classic Cole Haan black tote, which I’ve had since BEFORE kids and because I was rushing like mad I didn’t get to wash my hair, but I dry shampooed the life out of it and worked it into a classic low bun with side swept bangs.
I finished it off with my Stella & Dot Pegasus necklace (which she loves!) and of course, a generous lather of my Boots No 7 red lipstick.
It took a while to get situated at the high school — after the dogs got a good sniff of our bags and media were cleared by security we were allowed into the auditorium. Pretty soon she was on stage and she looked great! I was surprised to see she had her hair parted in the middle, with a few subtle high lights, soft waves and no bangs. I knew she wouldn’t get the message until later but I immediately texted her “You look great! But what happened to the bangs? I’ve been thinking of going back to them.”
She had on a multi-colored and print wrap dress with knee hight suede boots — very comfortable and stylish yet authoritative at the same time. She looked like she was one of us, one of the girls offering advice and sharing her experience. It wouldn’t have been my first choice of a dress, but she always looks good no matter what!
Not surprising, things do not go according to plan and media were escorted out with 45 minutes still to go. I told them I was Michelle Obama’s friend and we were going to have coffee afterwards, but security just looked right past me and shooed me out with the others.
I didn’t want to make a fuss and be known as “the crazy woman who THINKS she’s BFF with FLOTUS” so I let it slide. This time. Otherwise, I would have made my way back to the auditorium and stayed until the end. Besides it was absolutely freezing and truthfully I couldn’t wait over an hour in the cold — I just couldn’t.
Sadly I was going to have to reschedule my coffee morning with Michelle Obama AGAIN and just have to continue our tweets and emails. I guess that’s the life of two very busy and driven mamas. Later she texted me “Hey chica, sorry to have missed you, thanks for coming. Catch up at the WH holiday bash? MO xo”
My phone battery had died sometime during my being escorted out and the walk to the metro so I got the message much later. Of course I’d see her in December, even if it’s for a brief moment. I’ll try to invite her to my birthday fiesta but her security is insane and I don’t know if we would be able to clear out El Centro on 14th Street on such short notice. Oh well, it’s okay, happens with all of my friends. After all, we are all busy mamas doing what we have to do to take care of our families and make our dreams come true.
Thank you First Lady Michelle Obama for a great morning — even from afar I felt you were speaking to me.
P.S. Did I mention I had to walk 2 miles in these boots and in the freezing cold to get home because I couldn’t get a bus and my phone had died? Yeah. It was…painful.
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