A Meeting with a Former Miss USA
I was so excited and had such high expectations for my lunch date with Ms. Kenya Moore. As a child I looked up to her when she won the title of Miss USA, chosen to represent black women all over the USA. Continuing with the same admiration I previously held for her, I asked her to join me and 30 women. She was joining an impressive guest list of other celebrated women, some of whom have their own respective charities as well as successful business owners.
From the first moment I sat down in front of Kenya I felt a huge rush of negative energy, and it actually stopped me in my tracks for a moment. She who was once a beautiful and admirable lady whom I was anxious to meet had become a cold, bitter shell of a woman. She was so cold to me from the jump! I didn't want to even ask her to join me after meeting her, but I know that I can come across as such a burst of energy. I kept thinking maybe she was having a bad day and the chip on her shoulder isn't about me. I gave her the benefit of the doubt.
I must admit I was shocked at how she took offense to me and my questions about love, marriage, and children. I was simply trying to engage her in conversation in order to get to know her better and break the ice. I mean, hello, if we are two adult women over 30 what would cause me to think a person would be insulted by my asking if she was married and what brought her to Atlanta? However, if you are a completely self-absorbed individual who thinks I was there to kiss your butt and court you to simply join me in supporting a cause, then yes, maybe you would take offense.
After I left from that awkward meal with the Official Ice Queen, I began to put the finishing touches on the event. Initially, my husband was asked not to join us, because it was an event for women of power. Later that night I was pleasantly surprised to see my husband standing there at the event. I completely adore him and I am so thankful that after all the work I had put into the event he decided to surprise me for my birthday and brought me a cake and a gift towards the end. I’m so thankful that he also donated money along with us to support Hosea Feed the Hungry and Homeless Back to School Jamboree.
OK let’s get back to what you guys saw. Now first of all, Kenya was two hours late and when she came in once again the bad energy that hovers around her entered as well. She came into the event as if we all were supposed to stand and applaud. Note: She was not the honored guest! *singing* “Have several get your life”.