When I was 10 years old, my friend Betty and I auditioned for the Not Me Not Now campaign. Uh huh. Pre-teens preaching the 'don't have sex' message. Now it's all about getting the word out on Planned Parenthood. But I digress.
Just know that if I had been catapulted to celebrity model status a la celibacy, I wouldn't have made an ass of myself. Been all 'more modely-than-thou-art'. Since I'm not a model.
Because if there's one thing that really grinds my gears, it's the self-absorbed "ME! ME! ME!" bimbos. Especially ones that 'lived in LA for fourrrr yearssss' and were 'suppppposed to be in that movie' ....gag me with a spoon.
You all know what I'm talking about. It's wearing an off-the-shoulder with white jeans today.
[Thanks FaLaLa* for the vid]
Looking back on that memory, I'm shocked that we were so unaware of our absolute uncool factor. I'm not sure what's more surprising about that entire day though; the fact that we actually thought we'd wow them with our fat-kid-says-no-to-sex (big shock there) audition, or that my father is the one who stood in line with us for four hours.
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