There's going to be a
Canada's Next Top Model.
I'm half an inch too short.
It films between January and March of 2006 (you know, when I have that little thing called SCHOOL).
While I feel like I'm at a really good weight for me right now, I know I'm not near thin enough.
And I know I'm not one of the most beautiful girls in the country by a long shot.
But I'm so, so tempted to sign up. Just to see if I'd even make it to the phone interview. And just because I love clothes and make up and taking pictures and being the center of attention. And because my sister's trying to convince me that it would be fun. And because the questions they ask in the application are CRAZY and it feels an awful lot like a meme. And the whole idea's just so beyond crazy.
I know I'd HATE actually participating. There's all kinds of nudity involved always and I'm a really modest person that way. And there's living in a house of girls, which NO. And I don't even WANT to be a model, especially not at the expense of my dreams of law school and such.
But there's a part of me that's just so curious...