I AM WOMAN: Feeling like a beauty queen
In contrast to our weekly dude column Man Cave, I Am Woman adds a feminine touch by chronicling the weekend adventures of a single Philadelphia socialite.
I AM WOMAN: Feeling like a beauty queen
Beauty pageant contestants smile until their cheeks hurt, strut on a stage and put on little outfits — all with the hopes that the judges like them best. I've never been a huge fan of pageants, however a good friend of mine requested my help during this weekend's Miss Carribean Queen competition. Against my better judgement I agreed because I was curious to see what all the hoopla was about. My job as assistant was not as difficult as my friend's, I was mostly an errand girl, addressing the contestants' concerns. I did a good job hiding my indifference and acted engaged, all while discreetly observing the ladies to what drove them to participate. And as I watched them practice their speeches and their dances I saw that it genuinely made them happy. There's my answer. Who am I to judge?
The following day I agreed to go on a date with a guy my friend recommended. We agreed to meet at the Continental on Chestnut Street, since I didn't want him to know where I lived. I chose the restaurant because: One, if the date turned out to be horrid I could make a quick exit and do some shopping, and two, because I love Continental. On the date, I felt like a pageant contestant myself. All he did was interview me. I hate interview dates, it's such a crutch. Yes, you can ask me questions and I do the same to you. However, when we don't explore a common interest and move on to the next question, what is that? Something I cannot stand. So there I was with my fake smile, in my little outfit with a string of profanities threading through my brain.
Sunday I looked for a job. My current place of employment isn't conducive to my latest credit card statement, love for sweet cocktails or rent payment. I posted my resumé tons of websites and filled out applications in Center City. Later, feeling optimistic about my future prospects in the work force, I treated the girls to dinner.
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