I have two sons. Both identify as male. Both are very in touch with their Y chromosomes. They enjoy theatre, but would rather do yard work than shop for clothes. You would not find a stitch of pink in their wardrobes–unless you count the socks they wore during football games in October for the sake of cancer awareness.
Aside from screening Little Miss Sunshine in Film Class, I know nothing about beauty pageants. My son’s high school hosted one yesterday, which I know because my wife expressed some interest in finding out who made the top ten. At first glance pageants seem antiquated if not silly. Why seek the validation of having other people say you’re pretty? Why dress up and promenade for judges who don’t know anything about you? Wouldn’t the world be a better place if we encouraged young women–all students, really–to set goals that involve more than an evening’s radiant beauty?
So, gentle readers, help me understand: why participate in a pageant–what am I missing?