{"id":27884,"date":"2014-11-20T16:59:39","date_gmt":"2014-11-20T21:59:39","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wendybrandes.com\/blog\/?p=27884"},"modified":"2014-11-21T20:38:58","modified_gmt":"2014-11-22T01:38:58","slug":"what-wendy-wore-embarrassed-with-bill-clinton","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.wendybrandes.com\/blog\/2014\/11\/what-wendy-wore-embarrassed-with-bill-clinton\/","title":{"rendered":"What Wendy Wore: Embarrassed With Bill Clinton"},"content":{"rendered":"

The New Republic magazine<\/a> celebrated its 100th birthday with a big dinner in Washington, D.C.<\/a>, last night and MrB and I were invited. Bill Clinton was the keynote speaker and, during the cocktail hour, Bill popped up a few feet away from us. He was immediately besieged by hand-shakers and photo-takers.<\/p>\n

As the party organizers ushered everyone to their tables at the Andrew W. Mellon Auditorium, Bill lingered with a crowd around him. MrB and I lingered as well, as I began to wonder aloud whether I should ask for a photo too. MrB said, “Do it!” and I said, “I’m way too shy! I’ll feel silly!” Chris Hughes<\/a>, the 30-year-old owner of the magazine, stopped to chat for a moment and was like, “Huh? Go for it!” Chris was one of the first employees of Facebook<\/a>, which is how he became worth hundreds of millions of dollars and bought a magazine while still in his 20s. I figured if Chris tells you to go for something, it might be worth going for, so after the crowd thinned even more, I sidled up to Bill.<\/p>\n

Now, I’ve mentioned before that MrB is an absolutely terrible photographer. Everyone has to have one flaw — obviously, MrB is perfect in all other ways — and this is his. No matter how many years I’ve used one camera, for instance, MrB never catches on to basics like which button to push in order to take a picture. It’s quite stressful, which is why I think I look a bit manic in many of my outfit photos. Last night, MrB was all cocky about my taking a photo with Bill until the moment he realized he had to wield the camera, at which point he got very nervous. I hissed, “Just push this big button here like you always do!!!” and made my move on Bill. The former president and I waited for about 15 painful seconds while MrB repeatedly pushed the button and no flash went off in the dark room. I figured I’d lost my chance and released Bill back into the wild.<\/p>\n

When I snatched the camera back from MrB, I found he’d somehow hit the record button a full minute before trying to take the still pictures. As a result, I have this priceless video.<\/p>\n