So I shared it on Facebook this morning, and received the unexpected comment, "She looks like a Mormon."
No, no, no. For one thing, she's showing way too much skin for a Mormon. A Mormon in a beauty pageant would look something more like this:
Yes, that's me on the right. Once upon a time, I was a small town beauty queen, something for which I feel a mixture of both pride and shame.
Here I am riding in the parade with my attendants, wearing the world's most unsexy dress.
Elbow, elbow, wrist, wrist.
Yes, this is how I dressed as I presided over fair festivities. I think they came to regret crowning me.