Diamonds, Engagement Rings & Diamond Jewelry in popular culture

Last night marked the first State Dinner since Barack Obama took office, and the elite of Washington, Hollywood, and India were all present.  Instead of serving dinner in the State Dining room as is tradition, First Lady Michelle Obama organized an outdoor experience in a huge white tent on the South Lawn of the White House.  A tent with chandeliers, that is.

Of course, President Obama was his usual dapper self, all stunning in his tux.  Because the dinner was in honor of Indian Prime Minister Manmohan Singh, the First Lady chose a cream and gold gown designed by Indian-born designer Naeem Khan and made in India. She sat between the Prime Minister and record-producing theater-enthusiast David Geffen.  The conversation had to be awkward, at best.  Indian-themed dancers performed and floral arrangements were put together to invoke images of India’s national bird.

"Mile High Club On Air Force One, Anyone?"

But that’s not what was fascinating about the State Dinner.  Jon Favreau, the President’s Director of Speechwriting and in-house hottie, was without a date.  Although he is rumored to be in a relationship with actress Rashida Jones, she was nowhere in sight.  If they are still dating, she would have felt right at home among all of the other Hollywood-types in attendance.  Steven Spielberg was there, as were Oprah and gal-pal Gayle, Alfre Woodard and Blair Underwood, and M. Night Shyamalan.  The absence of Rashida was exactly what American women have been hoping for.

Sure, Jon Favreau is smart.  Sure, the President refers to him as his “mind reader”.  Sure, he and Obama worked together to create the election winning catch-phrases “We are the ones we’ve been waiting for” and “They said this day would never come”.

But let’s focus on what’s really important here: he’s good-looking.  Granted, he’s not Hollywood good-looking, but he supersedes all other Washingtonians (with the exception of the President himself) in general dreaminess.  As soon as Favreau joined the White House staff, he was able to deflect a good amount of the desperate female attention away from the President, and was named by People Magazine as one 2009’s 100 Most Beautiful People. 

At only age 28, he already has the ear of the President and he gets to fly on Air Force One all the time.  Chicks dig that.  He’s been dodging engagement rings since he began working with Obama in 2005, and the panty-tossing has been particularly intense since he moved into a West Wing office a year ago.  So far, Maxim babe Ali Campoverdi and Jones have both been unsuccessful at tying him down.  So massive is the avalanche of adulation for Favreau that he had to delete his Facebook page.  Now that’s serious.  More serious than “de-friending” someone.  More serious, even, than changing a Facebook relationship status.  It was an earth-shattering blow to legions of women who wanted to “friend” him.  If that’s what the kids are calling it now.

A Washington Post intern first tweeted the news that “Jon Favreau DOES NOT have a date for tonight’s state dinner!”  Later, a White House reporter tweeted that “several WH aides—incl Robert Gibbs—didn’t bring dates”.

Um, dude, have you SEEN Robert Gibbs?  Which do you see as a more likely scenario: Robert Gibbs, home on a Saturday night, watching infomercials in his boxers while eating a Lean Cuisine; or Jon Favreau, doing the same?

Apples and oranges, man.

Jon, my number isn’t listed, but you have the CIA.  Do the math.  I’m waiting.