As I’m sure you know, this weekend was the Miss America pageant.
I love this pageant. I mean scholarship program. Love it. I’m pretty sure that Miss USA is just a dirty whore in comparison to college coed Miss America.
My Guy was kind enough to watch the pageant with me and listen to my ongoing (and oh-so-insightful) commentary. I will admit that one contestant in particular was just a bit too precious for my taste.
Me: I’m just so sick of her face!
My Guy: Maybe her talent will be suicide.
And … scene!