i'm watching the miss USA competition. i'm mostly watching it because when i turned on my tv, they were panning over the Strip in Vegas, and... well...
i want to go to there.
so now i'm watching freakishly orange women parade around a stage in very little clothing. or i would be, if my antenna and converter box would, um, work again.
oh, god, it's the bathing suit competition. the thing about miss USA is that there is literally no part of it that could be construed as "not objectifying women." there is no talent portion, there is almost no question-and-answer section... it's just hot women parading around a stage in various outfits to pop music.
i wonder what the winner of miss USA actually wins.
oh. a mikimoto pearl tiara, a 2-year scholarship to the NY film academy, and eveningwear. i see.
i swear i'm not usually this vapid.
oh, who am i kidding?
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