It's kind of a funny story.

I went to Margi's wedding with Kelly tonight and it was lovely. However, have you seen the movie Picture Perfect? Watch the first 20 seconds of the movie trailor below...

This pretty much happened to me tonight. The DJ said, ok all the single ladies come on out to the dance floor! I looked at Kelly horrified. I was literally the only single girl there. I tried to duck and hide under the table. Margi saved the day however and ran over and told the DJ to just have all of the ladies married or single come out to the dance floor for the tossing of the bouquet. Margi tossed it over her head and after hitting a little girl in the face, it landed right at my feet. So I picked it up and smiled in to the cameras with their bright lights shining in my eyes. Meanwhile everyone was consoling the little girl who was sobbing from the trauma of getting hit. At least I think that's what happened. Either way, I didn't know what to do because no one seemed to want to get my picture with Margi as tradition would have it. I tried to help console the little girl by breaking off one of the loose roses from the bouquet and handed it to her. She was screaming bloody murder and wanted nothing to do with anyone but her mom. I debated on handing the bouquet off to someone else but who? So clutching the bouquet, I turned and ran.

America's Next Top Model.

I don't watch it because Tyra Banks drives me that crazy. I can't even watch her for ten seconds without cringing at every word and facial expression. So with that being said, I don't have any idea what is happening on that show. All I know is that I was at the gym today and this was on the TV.

It's really disturbing. I looked over at my friend, pointed at the screen, and laughed. I was speechless at how completely insane it is to see a bunch of women posing erotically

with

a

sheep.

What is she trying to sell here? Is this really what modeling has come to?