When I was 16 I got the invitation to be in a pageant. Those of you who knew me then (and now) know that I am pretty much the antonym of “pageant girl”. I grew up in what we called “the sticks”, and was far more comfortable with an audience watching me slam a basketball down a court, than I was dancing in a production number. I still only wear make-up about twice a week, and I was (and remain at times) about as unpolished as a bucket in a horse barn. The first time I got the invite, I …
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