So I’m not usually one for beauty pageants but I couldn’t help but notice the picture of the winner of Miss USA on Google News. It wasn’t her beauty that caught my eye but rather her facial expression after winning:
That is serious surprise. She looks so surprised and happy that she looks completely horrified. Like a rat just jumped on her foot.
This is pageantry: like acting except more emphasis on the spectacle and less emphasis on the plausibility. The ideal candidate for Miss USA is someone who can, at the drop a pin, conjure up an reaction that is that extreme, over the top: a caricature of itself. Of course she won.
So I suggested that Mika and I have own our pageant. We skipped all the fluffy bits with the swimsuits and talents and competed wholly on the bit that really mattered: the acceptance face.
I think it’s close.