So, you know that show on TV, the only one I bother to watch, where people voluntarily humiliate themselves for a huge audience? You know the one. "THIS...is A-MAAAAR-ican IDOL!"
Kristy Lee Cook, the cute lil cowgirl, got sent home last night. Last year she sold her good barrel horse to get the funds to audition. She's a decent singer -- definitely not the best, but heck, a lot better than the rest of us car-singers. (Oh admit it. You sing in the car too! I know you do!)
She wasn't my favourite but I did look forward to seeing what kind of tank top/ belt/ jeans/ boots combo she'd come up with. "I'm country! I'm a country girl!" I can't tell you how much I wanted her to come out wearing a pair of brown Tough Duck canvas coveralls. Skin tight. Hee hee hee! I got yer Hick Chic right here baby!
Or the dress & cowboy boots routine, which I've been known to do, most famously on my wedding day.
I like the concept, but I wasn't crazy about the dress itself. I'm not sure what it's trying to prove here.
I was really quite troubled by this outfit though...
What the heck is that made of? Pleather? Ugh. Imitation velvet? That weird stuff hanging in your elderly neighbour's windows? It just looks all plasticky and smothering. I hate synthetic fabrics so much. All I can think of when I look at that grey top is... how bad it's gonna smell after my pits have been sweating into it for a couple of hours. Yeeeeesh.
So our little cowgirl is done. Will I miss her? Probably not. She's very cute and pretty and wholesome, but I think that may have been the problem. Is there room in this weird music biz for one more pretty blonde country singer???
You know what I think? Wrangler endorsement. She's perfect. All that healthy blonde goodness and those looooong legs! And, she can ride! I think Wrangler should get on it. Quick. Before anybody else talks her into wearing more horrible plastic clothes!