Judge Cher says he’s fallen off the stage before and it hurts, so the fact she did that but was able to come back onstage… “Bravo to her.” Kylee is thrilled with herself.
Noni is pissed because she realized that Georgina had all of her girls doing the same routine. In Georgina’s defense (and it’s a small one), aren’t all of these kind of the same? Perhaps she could have mixed up the order of the moves? Meh. I’ve ceased to care, Noni’s face has lulled me into a stuper.
The face of happiness, sadness, anger AND regret all at the same time.
Judges table! Oh, how I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE these judges. I’d recommend them to Tonya or Annette, but in Texas these queens may not make it home safely.
Our new drinking buddies! Get the tequila and let’s start dishing!
First to be talked about? The Twinbos. “They didn’t really do it for me,” Cher says. Frank says what we are all thinking, “They just looked like spoiled brats up there and they didn’t want to do anything. I felt like they didn’t want to be there.” Some non-drag queen says the girls didn’t really engage at all. Judge Britney says they had amazing costumes and props, but “You can’t buy personality.”
Or the talent of excavating for hidden treasure, although every kid has their own version, don’t they?
Frank brings up Kylee and Elizabeth and how similar they both were to each other. Judge Britney thought they were actually twins. Judge Bea Arthur says that Kylee was more relaxed but Elizabeth had more of a fake smile. So they finish up the judging pretty quickly and probably belt back a few because wouldn’t you if you were there? Also, when I get to Vegas, I’m totally going to this drag show, these folks were bloody amazing.
So the winner of the pageant will get the requisite cash, trophy, sash and excellent crown (with faux rubies, my birthstone…the ruby, not the faux!) and one of the most excellent things I’ve ever seen…a zebra-striped royalty robe. MUST HAVE!
Twinbos are up first and Lurch is convinced they are going to win a supreme no problem. Can Dr. Eye prescribe meds? Because I think Lurch is into the candy cabinet if she thinks either of these kids are going to win big.
Princess is…Scarlett! Ooh! Sucks to be you, looosah! Queen is…Isabella! Double-sucks! No supremes and all that money spent. One of the girls was going to throw her crown because she’s just that sweet.
God, are this kids EVER happy?
And then it begins…Lurch says every mother has her excuses. She tells us the girls have been sick (of pageants?), it’s been stressful (they rode to the pageant in what is basically a HOUSE), it’s been an “all-around crazy bag of tricks.” I bet it was before you met Dr. Eye, too, toots. The real answer? Your kids are undisciplined, spoiled brats with no talent. No amount of lipstick is going to make your little piggies winners. Now move it or lose it, we need the stage for the 5-8 year old group.
The next woman to leave you in her dust? Yes I am.
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