Looks can be deceiving.
Take First Lady of the United States Michelle Obama. At first glance, it would appear that the First Lady of Awesome and I have not much in common. She’s a lawyer. I struggle to comprehend the fine print on speeding tickets.
She is routinely listed in the Top 10 Best Dressed Women In the World. I dubbed 2013 “The Year of the Elasticised Waist Band”. She is the First Lady of the United States. And yesterday I forgot to have a shower. So yeah. Whatever.
At least that’s what I was thinking yesterday. Yesterday when I was yet to realise that Michelle Obama is my spirit animal.
You see, just like me – for her upcoming birthday – MO wants to get the hell away from her family.
I’m joking. Yeah, okay, not really.
On 17th January, FLOTUS of Awesome turns 50. FIFTY! And you know what she’s doing? Strike that. Let me tell you what she’s not doing. She’s not arguing with Barack over whether to watch a rom-com or Something Something Something Guns Armageddon Amnesia Explosion Mistaken Identity Sexy Double Agent Who Takes A lot of Sexy Showers Bad Russian Accent Matt Damon. Or conversely being made to sit through some B-grade 1970s horror movie where the monster is really just a Labrador dressed up in a wig.
She’s not spending her evening making Moroccan Chicken only to have her kids say “I hate chicken” or “I hate Morocco” (You hate Morocco? What the f?)