Time: Monday, Sept. 22 at 8:30 a.m.
Place: sunny Washington, D.C.
The situation: loitering in front of Boog's school in a total non-Amber alert kind of way, sipping my nettle tea latte and chopping it up with hot mammas about to-do lists, walking routes and hurr.
After about 10 minutes, we said our goodbyes and I made a bee line for my car so I could let the top back, roll the windows down and proceed to let Jay and Ross go in on #YouKnowIGotIt. But one of the moms called me back, 'Nikki, I meant to tell you... I told my husband about you.'
Quick backstory-- the other day, I'd given her the link to CurlyNikki.com after she had complimented me on my hair situation-- she's #TeamNatural and has the cutest little girls with the cutest little curly fros.I smiled and uttered the lame requisite, 'I hope it was good stuff?!' And she said, 'you know, all this time, I thought you were the nanny!'
*Record scratch, beat drops, crickets*
Now, I'm aware of my anti-social tendencies. I sometimes forget to remove my Ray-b's and I've never been good with names, but I do smile and speak and wave and I have made a concerted effort to make nice with the other mommies (mostly because Boogie's popular ass hasn't given me a choice). So I assumed she made her conclusion based on that. Before I could say anything, she said, 'I thought you were like 19!' I laughed out loud and as I shared my age, she said 'I know! I was reading your bio on the site like... hmmm, mother, wife... and it dawned on me, Gia is YOUR child!'
Needless to say, that Momma right thurr... my new bestie. #ReasonNikNeedsDC #Number7 #HeyGirlHey
p.s. Tom Ford went particularly hard on the way back home that day and when I got in, I immediately slathered on some more Cetaphil! If you recall, Pharrell shared that he also uses Cetaphil and cleanses with cold water! He hasn't aged since, well...