Sorry, I should have prefaced by saying that this was a continuation of my prior post about finding out that Dilma Rousseff goes to MY HAIRDRESSER (/good friend, but I see him a lot less nowadays as he's just opened his own salon for the likes of Ms. Rousseff to frequent). He's ten mins down the road from me.
Anyway, DILMA
MET SPICEY!!!
I was on my way to help a friend find a Halloween outfit when I got sent a video of Ms. Rousseff reading her tablet on the hairdresser's chair so I promptly cancelled on poor friend, beelined back to my apartment, changed into a MUCH TIGHTER tee, sprayed on some EAU DE TOILETTE, and waltzed over to the salon. (My 'basic ho' strategy worked a charm as Dilma repeatedly referred to me as 'beautiful' which is actually a word I find pretty triggering but we'll let it slide cos

)
I arrived pretty much at the end of her sesh while she was getting blowdried, but we still managed to touch upon: my admiration for Marxist revolutionaries, the historical absence of the aforementioned in British politics, Brazil's military dictatorship and THAT PIC (although she didn't really seem to understand what I meant when I called it 'badass'

), the filmography of GLAUBER ROCHA (

), the lunacy of Javier Milei, and my friend's recently-deceased dog (

). Oh, and Javier Milei's dogs. She's a dog person, so therefore a me person.
Ms. Rousseff was absolutely lovely to chat to though her English isn't especially fluent and my Spanish (which she talks to my mate in) is ATROZ so things got a bit lost in translation sometimes. Which actually worked to my advantage, because this was the introductory exchange:
FRIEND: This is my good friend [old spice], he's a big fan of yours!
DILMA: *big smile* Very nice!
ME: Well, I'm a fan of YOUNG you...
Legit first thing I said to her.

Though not inaccurate.
Avoided trying to get the lowdown on the likes of PUTIN and XI (both of whom she cavorts with frequently cos of BRICS) - she seemed far more intent on talking about MY HAIR than politics which is fair enough. Maybe next time, for I am now also on speaking terms with the PA and the bodyguard, so if ever I encounter her again hopefully I can just throw myself at her without issue! I got a hug and a kiss (and she stole my phone for an awkward length of time - I tried to take it out of her hands and gurl WOULD NOT LET GO) so I reckon I'm pretty much FAMILY now.
