ANTM Christmas Shoot

M would like you to know that achieving the perfect face for Chrismas Card inclusions is hard work. She tried many different looks and some of them follow.

M said that in this shot her Renee Zellwegger impersonation was spot on.



M had a specific plan for this photograph. As she said " You open up the card expecting a sweet picture and BOOM!"

After her morning shots weren't working out, M called her agent. Here she gives a puzzled look as he says to give up on the necklace

Here M wanted to look "surprised. As if they opened up the card and surprised me..."


M decided an outdoor shot might also help. Too bad this is Ohio. She quickly came back inside and told the photographer that the fake Walmart tree would fool people into thinking it was an outdoor shot. After seeing the prints she decided that, "this ruse might not work."



M finally got a good picture and after her shoot she was able to laugh at all the pictures that didn't make the cut.

White Dawn!

My dad said that it snowed last night. I knew better, though. An army of outer space aliens had descended on Ohio and covered the landscape to resemble their home world. To me, it looks like their home world resembled a powdered donut. But then again, it always goes back to food with me. In order to protect myself from the intense amounts of powdered sugar, I made my dad buy me some nice boots and mittens. Notice the strap that attaches the mittens together so they don't get lost. Don't I look outstanding?

Ah-HA! I was right. The alien army has placed guards in front of our door to control the native species. They didn't count on the native species being as large as me, however, and they were quickly crushed.

Being a tender-hearted soul, I immediately felt quite guilty for taking out all of the powdered donut people. But Earth must be protected!

Uh-OH! A larger powdered donut person was headed my way in a fit of rage. I turned and immediately tripped over my mitten cord. Sitting in the snow and hopelessly tangled I called out for my dad!

Oh-no! My worst fears realized. Dad seemed to be happily working his way through a powdered donut hole he found in the road! He stumbled towards me in a sugary, zombie like state.

Instead of helping me escape, my infected dad quickly turned me over to the large powdered donut person. Notice his glazed over look and demonic grin as he and the new overlord pose together with the overlord having confiscated my gloves. I weep vigorously as I realize that I have failed and the powdered donut people will soon take over the world! And I was looking forward to kindergarten.....

Decorating for Xmas

Hey cool! I can recreate the opening to "Raiders of the Lost Ark"!

Oh...those aren't blow guns. Why are we hanging up three guys wearing crowns?
These lights do look make this plastic tree look pretty groovy....
You want me to rip something up...? OKAY!
Wait...Christmas Story...Nativity....

So! This is Christmas! And what have I done......?
....I decorated for Christmas for the very first time!
Merry Christmas!

Cutting A Rug

After watching my dad practice "The Hustle" for several days I started to pick up some of the steps.....

As you can see, I have learned most of the dance already! Any struggles were mainly because I was unfamiliar with the beat to DeBarge's "Rhythm of the Night". But, hey at least my dad wasn't playing Hall & Oates!

Cheetah Girls Part Deux

Before we move on to the rest of my life, I would like to show you the Cheetah Girls Dance Pad in action.

It's time to work it / GOTTA DO IT FOR REAL / It’s time to dance / step up and shine the way it feels / IT'S NOW OR NEVER / All the Cheetah Girls / Right here together / Time for us to show the world

What awesome, inspiring lyrics!

And to think I thought the Cheetah Girls was a dorky fan club of Chester Cheetah and his Cheetos!

Doctor's Visit

So earlier this past week I had my 15 month doctor appointment. The doctor said everything was normal. My height was 50%, my weight was 50%, and my head was 70%. He did mention, however, that at least part of me was nonaverage:


Despite my new, overly proportioned feet, I am still the happy-go-lucky girl you all knew.

My new shoes are really heavy but, with some practice, I can still walk!

Where do I get the energy to lift the heavy shoes? By drinking 2 liters of 7-Up Holiday Pomengranate Soda Pop!

Okay. Quiz time. Who am I trying to look like? Post your guesses in the comments section!

Breakfast without Bacon? You must be mistaken!

I am a big Kevin Bacon fan right now. What can I say? He was attractive thirty years ago and his last name makes me think of food! Why bring him up? The story starts with me watching the movie "Footloose" in spanish on Univision after my parents fell asleep one night. The next day I told my cousin S about a pentultimate scene where Kevin Bacon, whose name in the movie I believe translates to nightingale, plays chicken on a tractor with a character I named Cowboy. We decided to relive the scene as seen in the picture below. S, however, looked at the camera and crashed into a wall while our jeep was moving at a high rate of speed.After the crash, I was laid up for several weeks recovering from leg injuries among other things. Here you can see how much my Utah lady lessons have paid off.




After a few weeks, I started feeling better. Much better than S, who still wasn't walking. Our nice great grandmother in FLA sent us a Cheetah Girls Dance Mat to ease our rehabilitation through dance and the wondorous voices of Adrienne Bailon, Sabrina Ryan, Kiely Williams, and Raven. Below, I spot S to make sure he doesn't reinjure himself.



After a few weeks, we started to get really good. Here you can see mooving and grooving to the sounds of "Strut"!



I have since moved on from my Kevin Bacon fixation and have now dedicated myself to becoming a backup dancer for the Cheetah Girls. My dad is so proud of me. Thanks to great grandma C and a special shout out to the Cheetah Girls.

Thanksgiving in Virginia

By calling in our reservations two years earlier, we were able to get exclusive seats at Chateau de CloverLea in Virginia for the famous Thanksgiving feast. Whoa nellie! What a table!



Chef of the Chateau de CloverLea can be seen below in the picture. She was moving so fast throughout the meal that we were lucky to get this still photo!

Second in Command at the Chateau de CloverLea can be seen below guarding the pantry. If not for him carefully rationing the food, the ding-dongs and oatmeal creme pies would disappear into my belly in a matter of minutes.

For a reasonable sitting fee of only $100, we were able to get our photo taken while we were eating.

After we were finished eating, we graciously left some of our scraps on the table so that grandchildren of the the Chateau de CloverLea Chef could also enjoy Thanksgiving. We enjoyed the idea so much, we are thinking of making it our family tradition (kids don't need to eat that much anyway, right?) Happy thanksgiving! Thank you to Grandma L, Grandpa Ja, Aunt Ja, and Uncle J for their hospitality!

I've been tagged

I, B, have been tagged. Thanks to all of you who gave me the opportunity to shed a little light on my mysterious self. So here are six little known facts about myself:

1) I have driven through, visited, or lived in 35 out of 50 states. My least favorite state was Texas due to the Amarillo smell. This smell was closely mirrored, but not duplicated, by Brunswick, Georgia. My favorite state is Virginia because of the delightful pecan log rolls on the eastern (not leastern shore). The figure below has the states missing from my resume circled in red.

2) I ended up with two dates to Senior prom. The story is too long to tell here but I managed to keep it a secret from both of them throughout the night. The picture below is not from my prom. But it gives an idea of my situation.

3) I have appeared on a talk show. What show? Have you ever heard of the show, Oprah? If you haven't then you're really out of it. The show I was on, however, was Carlos a semi-popular network talk show in Uruguay.

4) I have dated a guy whose name is one of the planets. Can you guess which one? If you guessed Uranus or Neptune you are billions of miles off. Go ahead and guess his name. I included a helpful picture hint.

5) I boycotted Pepsi Co (including Taco Bell) for close to three years during high school because they refused to market a diet Mello-Yello or reply to my many letters asking for a diet version. The boycott ended when I found out that Mello-Yello was owned by Coke. Actually, I boycotted because I was a part of Amnesty International which was against PepsiCo's inappropriate employment practices in Burma (Myanmar).

6) Many of you won't be shocked to know that my obsession with ANTM actually began as a small child when my sister and I were models for my aunt's designer dress line. However, the papparazzi was more than a 3 year old could handle and I decided life would be better as a regular child.

Too many chefs in the kitchen?

Grandma and Grandpa C from northern VA came and visited M before Thanksgiving. They bore several gifts, one of which is pictured below. When given a kitchen with an oven, burner, and sink, M immediately put food into the microwave and pressed the automatic popcorn button!

You can also see below that M's has filled her sink with mish-mash in order to duplicate the real sink she sees everyday!

In addition to the top-shelf kitchen, M also received first rate Disney Crocs. Their snappy red color and roomy toe allow her to wear both socks and shoes all day long! Below, M oooohs and asks, "Are you gellin'?"
Thanks Grandma and Grandpa C!

Growing Up Fast

My dad's student income isn't high enough for me. So I got a job at the local Chick-Fil-A. Not only is the pay great but I get as many of their chicken nugget chunks as I want! Here after a long day working the drive thru, I ate dinner with my hat on until my mom reminded me I was wearing it! Silly me!


Now that I'm the main bread winner a few things have changed in the house. "What's the matter dad?" I ask. "This chair is too small for me!" he said.
So I responded, "I've been on my feet all day and don't want to hear your whining. Now let me read my musical card until bed time." His sad expression didn't change.
Get your head in the game!

Brr...it's getting cold

Oooh...helloooo! I was just reading my fan mail. It's been getting cold outside so I thought I would show off some of my winter fashions.


With the wind getting nippy outside, I usually bundle up in my large pink coat. I comb my hair forward to keep my forehead warm.

I found that my hair does not do a good job of keeping my head warm. So I borrowed my dad's hat so we look like twins. I call this look "riff-raff."
At night I often kick off my blankets. Luckily a Dr. Whitley Denton helped to create footed pajamas which I can wear to keep myself warm at night.
Stay warm everyone!

Halloween Treats

After getting back from trick or treating I took a look at the booty I had collected. Oooh! A Three Musketeers!

Oh snap! Hold the Three Musketeer's. I foung a Snickers!

After indulging in a few of the sweet treats, I had a bit of pent up energy. And this is how I spent it...