If you follow me on Twitter, it's pretty obvious there are only 3 shows to which I am dedicated to.
1. Bachelor/Bachelorette/Bachelor Pad
2. BCS Countdown
3. Victoria's Secret Fashion Show
I should apologize for the MASSIVE amounts of unnecessary tweets that go down during these shows but I won't. I don't get too excited too often so when I do, I feel as if the entire Twitterverse needs to know about it.
(Sorry I'm not sorry.)
If you're a girl on planet Earth, you know the VS Fashion Show was on last night.
I am SO not into fashion (ok that's a lie...I'm "starting" to get more into fashion) but there is just something about watching 6 foot tall, 90 pound, non-American women walk down a blinged-out runway in nothing more than a bra and a tutu. I just can't believe how incredibly beautiful, talented, skinny, toned, confident and did I say BEAUTIFUL those angels are!
I am THEE ultimate people watcher so a show like this gives the term a whole new definition. (Don't tell me I'm the only girl who goes ga-ga over beautiful chicks in slim to nothing...)
Anywho-to Beau's utter demise, he had no choice but to tune into it with me.
Poor, poor husband ;)
Let's just say it was his first time tuning in and boy was he in. for. it.
(Little did he know, wifey was jotting down all of his commentary.)
The Howards were nestled and snug in their bed,
While visions of Miranda danced in Beau's head.