Saturday, February 28, 2015

About The Time I Was In A Pageant...

No, really,  I was. For about a week. It was even the Miss Layton Pageant. 

Then I learned about the time and money involved. Sure, there was the whole "getting sponsors" thing, but the thought of going to a business and asking for money scared the crap out of me.

I also found out about the meeting where you brought your mom. At that point in my life, I did not want to deal with that.

The only thing I had going for me was the massive amount of volunteer hours I had put in working in the theater department the school year after I graduated high school. It wasn't enough.

Honestly, it worked out for the best. I have the wrong personality to be involved in pageants. I hate skinny heeled shoes, it requires an enormous effort for me to be ladylike, and I don't excell at any of the other things required to be a believable pageant contestant.

For one week, though...

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