Say What?!?
While Mark and I were in the kitchen, doing dishes and making lunch, Caroline was flitting around us, describing the new game she and a friend had invented.
The gist of the game was that they were poor orphans who made it big by becoming models. (Caroline could write scripts for Mary Kate and Ashley kids movies.)
"We were in modeling contests and we won every time and made lots of money. We were in Beautiful contests, Sex contests..."
I choked. "What kind of contests?"
"Sex contests."
Her Dad is apoplectic, so I quickly say, "What is a sex contest?"
"You know, where you are supposed to be sexy. There are contests for most beautiful, most sexy..." she says, as if it is obvious.
Mark has regained his composure enough to ask what she thinks being sexy looks like.
It's hard to explain, Caroline admitted, but being beautiful means wearing dresses and pretty things, and being sexy means wearing stuff that isn't dresses and which shows your belly button.
It won't be long now before she starts writing scripts for the teenage Mary Kate and Ashley movies.
The gist of the game was that they were poor orphans who made it big by becoming models. (Caroline could write scripts for Mary Kate and Ashley kids movies.)
"We were in modeling contests and we won every time and made lots of money. We were in Beautiful contests, Sex contests..."
I choked. "What kind of contests?"
"Sex contests."
Her Dad is apoplectic, so I quickly say, "What is a sex contest?"
"You know, where you are supposed to be sexy. There are contests for most beautiful, most sexy..." she says, as if it is obvious.
Mark has regained his composure enough to ask what she thinks being sexy looks like.
It's hard to explain, Caroline admitted, but being beautiful means wearing dresses and pretty things, and being sexy means wearing stuff that isn't dresses and which shows your belly button.
It won't be long now before she starts writing scripts for the teenage Mary Kate and Ashley movies.
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