So by trade (and what I get to do for money lol) is Hair & Makeup artistry. I own an on-location beauty company in NOLA & sometimes it brings me to cool places.
A few weeks ago, my squad and I went to NYC to The Makeup Show. It was a super fun, exhausting 4 day weekend, full of shopping, education, meeting some of our beauty crushes and shopping…oh did I mention shopping?! In our industry, you literally, better be following the trend-setters, the makeup gurus and just keeping up with the ever-changing-everything.
So, we went to every meet & greet, stopped at every booth and signed up for classes with the artists we stalk on Instagram. It was amazing. Plenty of photo ops, Q & A’s & even mini shopping moments with those artists that could say, “buy this used mascara wand to apply the perfect lip” and we’d buy 10 used mascara wands LOL
But y’all, something happened on the last day, the last class, the last hour of my show experience. It’s something that, when I think back on this work trip, it is my most influential moment, and it’s funny because it has nothing to do with makeup.
Okay so, let me start from the beginning.
We were sitting in this amazing class with Jordan Liberty (if you don’t follow him, and you like anything about glam, you need to follow him). So anyway, he was really what the finale of my trip was going to be. The class I had been counting down to, the crowning conclusion to an overload of info I had consumed all weekend. Twenty three artists sat in his class prepared to be wowed. During the class he instructed us to just ask questions any time, so I raised my hand here and there. Writing as fast as I could, trying to not miss an ounce of his advice.
At one point, I found myself looking back in my chair towards the back of the room, listening to a question…don’t ask me what the question was because I zoned out. But I saw a girl in the back corner that looked so familiar. And I turned around and thought to myself…
“Is that her?! Hmm that’s kinda random, but not THAT random since she is a lover of all things beauty… oh my gosh I think that’s her…holy moly, I have to know if that’s her…”
Seconds later, Jordan commented, “I’m not sure if y’all know we are in the presence of royalty, Bobbie herself is here.”
YEP, it’s her!!! LOL (cue fangirl)
Okay so, I have followed Bobbie Thomas’s story on The Today Show for YEARS. She is one of those that used her platform and used it so honestly and gracefully. As a survivor of Infertility, she shares the good, bad and the ugly for the world to see. Literally.
So I knew that I HAD to talk to her. The cool thing is she just looked like a mom, a girl that likes makeup and was just hanging out. Meanwhile, my heart was pounding out of my chest, as I was texting Momma Mart, telling her she was not going to believe who I was feet away from (she LOVES Bobbie, I think she would have passed out had it been her in the class LOL).
So I waited for Jordan to finish the class and while the other 22 attendees headed up front to get a closer look at the model’s makeup, I darted towards the back of the room. Before I knew it, I was introducing myself to Bobbie and thanking her for sharing her story and for her commitment to our community. When I told her that I missed Jordan’s last 20 minutes because I couldn’t wait to come say hi to her, she chuckled. So why was it such a big deal for me to meet her? Y’all, she is one of us. She has promised to bring awareness. She is not one of those “celebs” that got her baby and then forgot what she went through, or forgot about the rest of us still waiting.
I’ll never forget when I thanked her for giving us a glimpse into her journey & she said-
“I feel like people want me to quit talking about it…”
NEVER. Never stop talking about it. We need more Bobbie’s to keep talking about it.
So I walked away with a picture, a hug, a few tears of thanks for her story and an invite to DM her, to connect our missions in the future. I was honest about my mission…and that I was initially there for Jordan (haha), but that the highlight of my Makeup Show experience, would be the day I got to meet a sister that “gets it.” We both gushed over our miracle babies and for a minute, I found myself just as a mom talking to another mom. Two mothers that tear up anytime they share how much they fought for their babies. Two mothers that may not experience pregnancy again. Two mothers that for a second weren’t “celebrity and non-celebrity”…we were both survivors. Both related to the same fight. Hopefully, our stories will cross paths again one day…but for now, I’ll just be thankful that I had ANOTHER opportunity to share my story with someone that “gets it”…and y’all, I mean, I met THE Bobbie Thomas!!! I’m still coming down off that high!!!
If you do not know Bobbie’s beautiful story of struggle to conceive to her victory of becoming a mom, read more here.
So thank you, Bobbie, for just being a proud mom with me for 5 minutes! xoxo