Author:
PJ Admin
|
[
Next Thread |
Previous Thread |
Next Message |
Previous Message
]
Date Posted: 00:41:52 01/02/03 Thu
How I survived a beauty pageant
By Frances Margaret H. Arreza
Published in Young Blood, Philippine Daily Inquirer
WITH all the glamour and prestige attached to beauty pageants, one would never guess the rigors that the candidates have to go through. It was only when I joined the Mutya ng Pilipinas this year that my eyes were opened to beauty myths, pageant boo-boos and cliches. And I discovered that pageants are not at all synonymous to triviality.
Unlike some candidates who allotted at least a year to prepare themselves physically by going through fitness training and choosing the right "look" in makeup and hairdo and mentally by learning how to pose and do the catwalk, I had little preparation for the contest.
When I was chosen as one of the 10 official candidates from among more than 200 applicants in the National Capital Region, I was still preoccupied with some extracurricular activities in college. I was a staff writer for The Varsitarian of the University of Santo Tomas and although I had already graduated in April, we still had tasks to do until June.
I went through the screenings with only light makeup on (I did mine) and with my straight hair down. It was nothing compared to what the others did to themselves. I wanted to be chosen simply as I am.
We were an hour early for the final screening, so my mother and I decided to have breakfast in a restaurant near GMA Network Center in Quezon City. As we were leaving, I fell down the stairs of the restaurant. I was red not only with embarrassment but also with blood from the bruises on my knees. I tried to compose myself but tears fell uncontrollably, smudging my mascara and ruining my makeup. I felt hopeless.
I was inconsolable despite my mother's frantic efforts to reassure me.ÿ
[
Next Thread |
Previous Thread |
Next Message |
Previous Message
]
|
Feedback: 
