here she comes, miss bruised universe

at my miss universe party on monday i climbed onto a chair to cross off my guests’ failed picks for top 5 contestants. when climbing down from the chair, i accidentally landed on a corner of the back with my inner thigh. the bruise now is glorious! i mean, it’s the size of one of the kittens my friends cuddled during the broadcast! and the colors! oh, the colors, they are amazing. there’s various shades of red, purple, and blue. some hints of black running through it. delightful. i’m so proud of it. you might think that my complete lack of grace in descending from a chair might preclude me from ever being a beauty contestant, however the hard fall of miss usa on monday night paints a picture of my potential future. she slipped on her dress during the evening gown portion and yet still made it into the top 5. i feel that if i too garnered donald trump’s backing, i could be booed on a stage in mexico city. after all, i am american; this opportunity is just waiting for me! and my lovely bruise!

i took some pictures of the food i made for the party…but not of the people who attended the party. or of my bruise–it is in a very private location after all. pictures of food here (if you care). i am still dining out on ginger pear cheesecake, the most delicious of the 4.