It was a pretty difficult time for me. There was this period where I felt at odds with myself, like I didn’t quite belong. I guess it started around the time I gave up My Little Pony and finally ended when I discovered, consumed, and was engulfed by America’s Next Top Model. Ever Wednesday night, around 9pm, I feel a sense a peace in a way I haven’t since I was given my first Flutterby. And I was content. ANTM was in “cycle” 10 and showed no signs of stopping.
But is has changed now. It changed when I watched this:
Somehow all the narcissism and self-parody of ANTM was combined in a super-unicorn hybrid of pastels and homosexuality. I love Shannon, Feathers, Cadillac, and Tom Cruise even more than I love Tyra, Miss Jay, Twiggy, and Nigel.And then, when I thought it couldn’t get any better, along came the Tyra Banks-ANTM-Planet-Unicorn episode. Yes, in this episode the unicorns learned that friendship come before modeling. A lesson not yet learned on ANTM.
Ironically, while I love unicorns I really hate ponies, or horses to be more specific. This is compounded by the fact that I teach at a high school where most of the girls doodle, sigh, and think about horses all day long. Unfortunately, they also own them. I, therefore, can’t even rely on the fact that their dreams of pony-ownership will soon be crushed. These girls have “riding” five days a week. It’s become so nauseating that I’ve banned all pony-centred student narratives because I can’t read another fucking story about a girl and her horse. Believe me, they never learn that friendship comes before modeling. They just learn about trust and freedom. Yuck.
I adore your honesty with students about your limit of horse narratives. You have always been the one to limit trust and freedom (I kid) hahah.. You make me laugh, and I’m still shocked you watch ANTM, I never put the two of you together. I hope you are well Cheyenne.
Love you
kate