Hollywood has a knack for unearthing eyebrow-raising tales from the past, and Armin Amiri, a star from HBO Max’s “And Just Like That,” just dropped a bombshell about partying with the daughters of former President George W. Bush.
In a candid revelation ahead of the Season 3 premiere of his show on May 29, Amiri shared a wild story of smoking a joint with Barbara Bush and Jenna Bush Hager, the twin daughters of the former president, during their notorious party days in the early 2000s at a New York City hotspot, Daily Mail reported.
Amiri, an Iranian-born actor who plays movie director Ravi Gordi on the popular series, wasn’t always rubbing elbows with the elite; he started as a doorman at Bungalow 8, a now-shuttered celebrity haunt in NYC.
Back in the early 2000s, Bungalow 8 was the place to be, and Amiri was the gatekeeper—until he crossed paths with the Bush twins, then known for their headline-grabbing antics of underage drinking and late-night revelry.
His first encounter with Barbara and Jenna, now both 43, was a swing and a miss; he didn’t recognize the First Daughters and initially barred their entry.
“The first time I didn’t let ‘em in,” Amiri admitted, a decision that could’ve been a career-ender in a town where connections are currency—but let’s be honest, who memorizes every VIP face on a hectic night?
A tap on the shoulder from a Secret Service agent quickly set things straight, with the agent clarifying, “These are the First Daughters,” leaving Amiri to scramble and make amends.
“I took care of it right away,” he recalled, ushering the twins to a table with the kind of urgency that only a man hoping to keep his job could muster.
From there, the night took a turn for the unconventional; Amiri joined Barbara and Jenna for a smoke session, bonding over a joint in a way that probably wasn’t on any White House protocol list.
“I needed my green card,” Amiri confessed, admitting he seized the hazy moment to ask the twins for help with his immigration status—a bold move, even for a man under the influence.
One of the sisters offered to “speak to someone,” as Amiri remembers, but predictably, “nothing ever happened,” proving that political promises, even casual ones, often vanish like smoke in the wind.
When he offered to comp their dinner as a goodwill gesture, one of the twins declined with a gracious, “don’t even worry,” showing a surprising groundedness for young women often painted as reckless by the media of that era.
Undeterred by the Bush twins’ unfulfilled pledge, Amiri later approached another political power couple—former President Bill Clinton and former Secretary of State Hillary Clinton—with the same green card plea.
Bill passed the buck with a quick “talk to my wife,” while Hillary directed him to her assistant, Huma Abedin, with assurances of help that, once again, led to “nothing happened,” as Amiri put it.
It’s a classic tale of navigating bureaucracy, where even the highest connections can’t—or won’t—cut through the red tape, leaving one to wonder if Washington’s promises are just polite deflections dressed up as hope.
