Okay, so...well....I'm at the club (the same club frequented by my ex, who we don't like, I might add, so you have to keep in mind that part of this entire thing is just to get at him....the jerk...but that's another story).
Well, one of his friends, who happened to, at the time, have a huge crush on me, tells me about this beauty pageant. And I'm like "Well, I'll think about it."
And then he says the winner gets free admission to the club for a year. And then, I'm sold, because I spend most of my money on cover for clubs, y'know?
Well, so I decide to do it. The categories, as it turns out are: skimpwear, active wear, clubwear, on-stage questions, and talent.
My opponents were this guy, stage name Pablo , who I didn't meet until the day of the pageant but he pretty much rocks like boulders. Everyone was sure he was going to lose. The other opponent, stage name Geo, (who I've made out with...a few times...) was getting help from my ex, and everyone was sure either he or I would win.
Well, I spent that week (cause did I mention I had one week to prepare whereas the other, more experienced, contestants, had had over a month?) asking questions, choreographing a dance with two of my friends who were going to be my back up dancers, and figuring out what I would wear.
Day of, I'm clothes shopping and
cannot find what I want. Also, I need to trim or shave my legs, and I haven't done that yet. Well....I end up managing to do that (I finished shaving my legs backstage of the pageant!!)
Soo, I was told that skimpwear was replacing active wear, but that turned out not to be the case...so for skimpwear I just went out in my boxer briefs.
For activewear I wore these really short cute little shorts with ducks on them that looked like, y'know, swimwear?
Then for clubwear, I wore these pants I borrowed from the guy that had wanted me to do the pageant to begin with, this hot belt that I own, and a black mesh shirt. Clubwear is when they read our bios, and when they asked the onstage question too. What made this interesting though is that I'm friends with the host of the pageant, so she put in little anecdotes and asides to my bio that I TOTALLY never wrote in.
She also thinks my roomate is really hot so at one point she goes "Did you bring your roomate?"
I say "Heh, no."
She goes, "Too bad. Aiden (Aiden was my stage name) also has a really hot roomate if you're not so into him."
I'm thinking "Oh dear lord! NO!!"
Shawn has too many of my friends from the gay club trying to seduce/convert him anyways.
So, then it was time for my question. The judge I drew from the hat (they had numbers) asked "If you were stranded on a desert island, would you bring hair products or porn?" Without hesitation I answered, "I would bring the porn because there'd be no one there to look at my hair."
The club loved it. I got such, such good response from the crowd for everything I did. It helped that about half the crowd was people from my school I had invited, of course.
Anyways, then it was time for my talent. Talent was just a song that you would lip sync and dance to. Well, I was contestant #1, so I went first. But my back up dancers were NO WHERE to be found, so I had to make up a dance on the spot and I was kind of freaking out. But I went out there and did the best I could. The song I'd picked, by the by, was "Bad Touch" by the Bloodhound Gang.
Anyways, when it came time to crown the winner....they first gave the awards. I came in first in the on-stage question category. Geo got most of the other categories. Pablo got a couple.
And Pablo also came in first overall...he got the title!! And then I came in second, and Geo came in third...and my ex seemed pissed over that so...I'll admit, that made me happy.
But then we went downstairs to talk to the judges, and they told us what we could improve on. Mostly they told me to be less nervous, which...well, if I'd had more than a week and had had my backupdancers, I would have been! So that's how it went!
