Did I mention she HATES pageants? She fights it all day long. So they bribe her with fruit snacks. “Nummy-nummy in my tummy,” she says. Then she burps. All part of that poise and elegance.
Phewwwwooooh…I thought she said she hated pageants.
Emma is adorable and pleasant for the makeup artist, and her short hair is like Madonna’s during the Vogue years (but REAL blonde, I’m guessing). Angela is worried because it’s a new state with new girls. Eh, the girls are the same everywhere when it comes down to it. Be prepared and don’t get pissed when girl with the big boobs wins.
However Bella tries to give her mother the finger but fails because she has no idea which one to use!
Beauty competition! Lana asks Bella if she’s ready to rock the stage, and Bella makes a face and turns away. BECAUSE SHE HATES PAGEANTS. Bella sees her dad and asks for Barbie, then starts crying. I wonder why?
If you EVER loved me, please find me a new mommy!
Bella gets onstage with Lana, but calls to her father. Her father tries to shush her but she continues to focus on him. Lana is worried this will affect Bella’s chances at a supreme title. Bella finally starts walking around but she’s really bumpy and not very…what are the words I’m looking for? Oh, yeah, she’s not very poised or elegant.
Sign language for “My mother is suffocating me!”
Judge says that Bella needed to smile more. Maybe she would if she were at home playing Barbies instead of at a blasted baby pageant. “She looked almost sad, but I think that’s her personality and I had to catch onto that.” A sad 2 year old? WTF?
Lana says Bella’s done better but “she wasn’t in the mood today.” No shit. Bella runs yelling for her dad like he’s her savior who is going to hide her from the mean Pageant Fairy.
Here we go with Mr. and Mrs. Awkward. Adam says Brooklyn is going to win supreme because of her cute clothes and Amy cuts in and curtly says, “She looks perfect.” Anal much?
The awkward second date.
As they are walking to what I’m assuming is Annex Conference Room B, Brooklyn’s cupcake skirt completely falls off. “We just figured out the dress, and I put Velcro on this morning didn’t have time to stick so we used safety pins,” Amy blurts. What had to be figured out about the dress? And what kind of Velcro did they use that they needed time for it to stick? It’s not glue, dumbasses.
How exactly did you plan to win this?
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