Moms are known for embarrassing their kids. But if you’re Dakota Johnson and your mom is famous actress Melanie Griffith, the embarrassment level goes up when she introduces you to the President of the United States.
While talking about some of her past movie roles, like The Social Network from 2010, Dakota shared with Vanity Fair how she felt a bit embarrassed during her first meeting with Barack Obama, all because of her mom.
“One time, I was with my mom, and we were meeting Barack Obama, which was a big deal,” Dakota recalled. “He was talking to her, and she said, ‘Oh, Mr. President, this is my daughter. She just did a movie. She’s an actress too. She was in The Social Network.’”
But instead of stopping there, her mom added an embarrassing detail, telling the former president, “She’s in her underwear.” In the movie, Dakota plays a college student who has a fling with Justin Timberlake’s character, Sean Parker, and in one scene, she wears an off-the-shoulder Stanford sweatshirt and bright red underwear.
About the experience, Dakota joked, “And I died. I died inside.”
In the same video, she talked about her thoughts before working with Justin Timberlake on The Social Network. “Are you kidding? I was just 19 and straddling Justin Timberlake and whipping him in the face with my hair,” Dakota said when asked if she had any ideas about acting with the former boy band member. “I definitely had some preconceived notions, but he was really nice and welcoming, especially since I was just a stranger.”
My Husband Left Me and Our Kids for His Mistress — I Took Revenge after Visiting My MIL
Hannah is startled and heartbroken after she finds shocking photos of her husband, Charles, with his young coworker, Madison. With her world falling apart, Hannah doesn’t know what to do, but a visit to her mother-in-law’s gives her a secret weapon. Can Hannah use this new evidence to get the revenge she deserves?
I couldn’t believe my eyes. Sitting in my living room, I stared at my phone, my hands trembling.
It all started a week ago when my friend Sarah mentioned she had seen Charles with a young woman at a café. I brushed it off, thinking it was a misunderstanding.
But something gnawed at me, and I decided to ask Sarah to keep an eye out.
Now, Sarah’s message popped up with several pictures attached. I opened them, and there they were — Charles and Madison, his 20-year-old coworker, entering a hotel together.
They were laughing and holding hands, the intimacy between them unmistakable.
He shook his head. “No, Hannah. It’s over.”
I realized our life together, the family we built, meant nothing to him.
After Charles left, my life turned upside down.
I moved into a small apartment with the kids, barely scraping by. The settlement I received was meager, barely enough to cover our basic needs. I had hoped to keep things stable for the children, but every month was a struggle to pay rent.
One evening, after putting the kids to bed, I sat down with my laptop to look for ways to make ends meet. My job as a part-time receptionist wasn’t enough, and I started searching for freelance work, anything that could help us get by.
“How could he do this?” I muttered to myself, feeling the sting of injustice.
Charles had lied about the house’s value during the divorce proceedings. He’d manipulated the system to leave me with almost nothing. The unfairness of it all consumed me.
How was I supposed to provide for our children when he had taken everything?
“We did it, Hannah. He’s finally getting what he deserves,” Margaret said, hugging me tightly.
I smiled, tears of gratitude in my eyes. “Thank you, Margaret. I couldn’t have done this without you.”
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