baby, what's in that satchel?

*potentially politically incorrect and offensive post ahead. turn back if you feel you can't handle the awful awful truth.

this is a build-up on sheepman's most recent post[link] about the miss singapore universe beauty pageant and how appalling it is. my impression of it is that most of the girls are generally super-skinny-boobless-buttless chinese girls with super straight long hair that's been coiffed to infinity and beyond, with artificially curled bits coming down the side, dug up straight from the heartland with their changkat changi* english and plonked onto the stage. one year, they even decided to bring their platform shoes with them instead of swapping them temporarily for the more glamorous stilleto (or indeed, any type of shoe whose sole wasn't lovingly crafted with a thousand recycled erasers melted and glued together).

anyway. the point is, apart from the occasional indian girl with the "international" face and boobs (who actually won something at miss universe i think), it's really sad that this is the only chance they get to validate themselves and usually they end up showing the world how the singapore education system can fail. and then the day after, everyone's blogging about the "best" answers given.

personally, although i'm not so wild about the walking around and dancing etc, i luuuurve the q&a bit, just like how people watch horror movies because they love a good scare. so bring on the beauty pageants!! heart of asia, miss chinatown, miss barbie etcetc, without you who would entertain us and at the same time, remind us ugly girls that we can feel good about ourselves without having to put ourselves on flesh-parade, because that can seriously backfire.