you know, some might find a lot of points to make fun of miss U.S.A. for falling on her A.S.S. in the middle of a competition in which it seems like the goal of the competition is to see who can not fall on their ass the best, but NOT ME. if there's anything that the past eight seasons of america's next top model have shown us, it's that these beauty competitions are about more than just being really really really ridiculously good looking--it's about HEART. and SOUL. and even though miss usa may have fallen on her ass in physical form, her soul didn't fall on its ass.

and that's what matters.



really though, i'm waiting for the pageant where a contestant slips, and right before her ass hits the floor, she spreads gigantic feathered wings, punches a hole in the ceiling and soars away.

ps: i didn't take that concept from anything in particular.