This past weekend was Miss Ozark Highlands. I have been working backstage at Miss Arkansas with the executive director of this pageant, Carol Martin, for about 3 years. We put microphones on the girls and tap mics and all the other things that need to happen.
She didn't need me to work backstage so I just went to watch and cheer on one of my girls Miss Sarah! I am sitting in the audience, and one of my now retired girls (Savannah Knight) comes out to get me. A zipper has broken and we must repair! No way to fix it, so into the dress you are sewn my dear!
Crisis averted pageant proceeded. I would like to extend my congratulations to Abby Lindsey for her new crown. I will see you at Miss Arkansas my dear. To my lovely acquired child Sarah, who was the first runner up, I love you baby girl. You are an amazing woman, and please don't beat yourself up about this.
Following the pageant I was talking to the current Miss Arkansas Kristen Glover, and we look down to see the aftermath of a pageant.
|This is normal people!|
A moment after taking this photo a lady walks around the corner and says, "Did anyone see any boobs"
SERIOUSLY!?!??! We are at a pageant there are BOOBS everywhere!
The lady continues with, "My daughter lost her boobs as she ran down the hall."
I am not making this shit up people!
The best or worst part, nothing in the conversation seemed odd at all to any of the people standing around.
I want to know how to loose my spare tire! Does it work the same? I can think of other things that could just fall off as I ran down a hall.