If you know me at all, you probably know that I’m obsessed with First Lady Michelle Obama. OBSESSED. I love her. She makes me feel like my dreams are valid. So this article is in no way throwing shade at Michelle (who is a total BOSS in her own right and was way before she was ever with Barack) or any of the other wonderful First Lady’s America has had. BUT, when a young sir that happens to follow me on Instagram commented on a picture of me in professional dress saying “You look like you could be First Lady to a President or something..” (see the real comment below) I almost lost it! Luckily I have hilarious friends who are able to make what might be deemed a tough or serious situation funny – people who saw the comment and were as politely outraged as I was myself.
Like I said, I love the First Lady. I admire her greatly. But, I was troubled by the idea that seeing me in professional clothes made this man think all I could be was First Lady to a President. Why could I not be the President myself? Why was I automatically relegated to the role of First Lady?
Again, if you know me, you know that I’ve always wanted to run for political office. When I was four years old I told my mom that I was going to be President some day and as far as I’m concerned have been working toward that goal everyday since.
Someone commented on a Facebook picture in the same outfit: “Is that Michelle Obama?” I said, “No. That’s Gabrielle Hickmon.” As much as I admire Michelle Obama, I do not want to actually be her. I want to stand on her shoulders, like she stands on the shoulders of Maya Angelou, Angela Davis, Oprah Winfrey, Shirley Chisholm, Phylicia Rashad and countless other Black women who paved the way.
People always ask me, why do you identify as a feminist? Why do you think feminism is important? Instagram comments like this, in addition to a myriad of other things women deal with that men do not in society are the reason why. Women have come so far in society, but we’re still in some ways being pushed into boxes that we did not build for ourselves.
Well, I’ve always been a believer in creating the life I want. I am a woman. I am capable. My vagina is not a disability. And if I want to be the President…I will. (I’ll also be the First Lady if I so choose… I mean feminism is all about giving women options right? But more on that later.) So the next time you see me in professional clothes, just assume I’m off to take over the world. Because, I’m not even sure I want to get married anyway! (And clearly I would need to be married to someone to be able to be the First Lady.)