“Big smile, not that constipated smile!”
WOW. I want my childhood back and I want to COMPETE! I feel like Markus and I were raped from our childhood callings. He wasn’t given those big italian curls for NOT bouncing and skipping down a catwalk and I wasn’t given these big alien eyes for NOT batting at an array of pill popped judges. GIVE IT BACK. I have been in Europe for almost three weeks… and have obviously missed the best thing that has ever hit television. To tell you the truth… my mom entered me in one or two of these things. The first one was just at your local grocery store… i got 2nd place. It wasn’t a hard race… just between a couple of other girls in the grocery store and then I faintly remember doing a REAL pageant when we lived in Lake Havasu, AZ and I competed… and got 2nd place. 2ND PLACE IS NOT GOOD ENOUGH. DOWN TO THE BASEMENT WITH YOU. I bet it was cause mom cut corners… took her own pictures, over swarovski a jacket or something. Actually, you could probably not ever OVER swarovski ANYTHING in a Little Miss Perfect pagent! That is why I NEED TO COMPETE NOW. Even though I am 24, I still wear those same outfits… and still have my hair and makeup done like that… I am THEM. Plus I know exactly what I’d say if ANY question was picked outta a fish bowl… I mean I’ve done probably 5,000 interviews by now, I am READY for any curve ball! Okay, maybe there’s an age restriction. That’s fine, I’ll just become a pagent mom. I’m sure there’s room for two pagent bitches. Soft curls, fake lashes, crystals and big smile, welcome to your Little Miss Perfect addiction!!! (just bought my itunes season pass)
01 Mar 09
