Miss Universe 2015
You know, 2015 has been deeply questionable in innumerable ways, but one thing it has undeniably brought us is two Miss Universe contests in one year. We have seriously lucked out, getting TWO National Costume events at a pageant that has only this year escaped from under the repulsive thumb of Donald Trump and into the hands of corporate overlords who aren’t famous enough yet for us to know how repulsive they are. (Whoever is in charge now, they made the contestants do chicken noises as part of the many-languages gags they run as filler in many charming Vegas locales. The contestants looked incredulous that somehow punishing diets and instant choreography and learning the sort of pageant regulations that led an announcer of the pageant to point out that Indonesia walks too fast and will get penalized were not enough to worry about; they also had to make chicken noises. This pageant, everyone.)
I won’t talk much here about the pageant itself (which, this greatness aside, is your standard Awkward Swimsuit Dressage Parade followed by… Read more »