Day 1: Orientation

So today we had our first meeting for the Miss Bermuda Pageant. I was pretty excited at the meeting, especially when I saw a few girls I knew from school and church. I even made a new friend or two while I was there.

On the way back from orientation however, my boyfriend and I got into a discussion about why I wanted to be in the pageant. I began to list of a few reasons. . . it's always been a dream, I like to do things that will challenge me to come out of my shell, if I should win I could use the title in the name of Goodness, etc., etc. He then proceeded to tell me how ironic he thought it was that me of all people entered into a beauty contest. Of course I then went on to tell him that beauty wasn't all we was being judged on but when I thought about it he had a point.

I'm the girl that protests against being made to conform to one boring standard of beauty and being judged on it. Having said that, here I am entering myself into a competition where the top 10 get chosen from the bathing suit portion of the contest. Hypocritical? Maybe. I'm a woman of many facets. Yes, I arguing about being held to standards of beauty. Yes, I'm a low maintenance kind of gal. Yes, I have a mini freak out session when my mom tells me all the things I need to do physically to look a certain way for the pageant. BUT, I still like to let my girly girl loose every now and again. Right now my inner girly girl is looking forward to modeling a bathing suit, parading around in a pageant dress, and doing a smile and wave for the judges. All in all, I think this experience will be well worth it. I'd love to win the title of Miss Bermuda; I believe I can do a lot of good with it... and wouldn't it just be the icing on the cake to get to go on to Miss World.

Peace & Love

-Vika