thirty days of tv - 16
Day 16 - Your guilty pleasure show
Anything--anything--to do with kiddie beauty pageants. If I catch a marathon of Toddlers and Tiaras or, god forbid, Little Miss Perfect, my ass is welded to the couch until it's over. I blame Living Dolls and poor little Swan Brooner. The shows are terrible, the parents are terrible, the judges are terrible, everyone involved is just horrific, except for the girls. I can't remember any little girl on the show whose behavior wouldn't be improved by a good nap. (Though perhaps I've missed them or just plain forgotten.)
Little Miss Perfect is the worst of the lot, but even so, hang in there long enough and you run across someone like Jayne, who is a complete riot. I love that kid.
Also, if you somehow have missed the glory of Swan, here you go:
My co-workers and I were obsessed with this documentary when it first came out. Greg used to call me "Swan's Mom" when I would take time off to run Leah somewhere for dance crap.
Anything--anything--to do with kiddie beauty pageants. If I catch a marathon of Toddlers and Tiaras or, god forbid, Little Miss Perfect, my ass is welded to the couch until it's over. I blame Living Dolls and poor little Swan Brooner. The shows are terrible, the parents are terrible, the judges are terrible, everyone involved is just horrific, except for the girls. I can't remember any little girl on the show whose behavior wouldn't be improved by a good nap. (Though perhaps I've missed them or just plain forgotten.)
Little Miss Perfect is the worst of the lot, but even so, hang in there long enough and you run across someone like Jayne, who is a complete riot. I love that kid.
Also, if you somehow have missed the glory of Swan, here you go:
Click to viewMy co-workers and I were obsessed with this documentary when it first came out. Greg used to call me "Swan's Mom" when I would take time off to run Leah somewhere for dance crap.