It is very ironic that the blogging assignment of the day is to confess what I am embarrassed to love...
In a matter of moments, after the finale of The Voice, I will scroll through my DVR list and push play on this magic...
In a matter of moments, after the finale of The Voice, I will scroll through my DVR list and push play on this magic...
YES, I admit it. I love Dance Mom's.
I know it's probably very unhealthy since the dance teacher, Abby, often calls the young dancers names, yells at them, etc. If I had a child and some bully talked to my child like that I'd slap the hairspray right out of her head.
The Mom's aren't much better, straight cray.
Ahhh....Guilty Pleasures...
The Mom's aren't much better, straight cray.
Ahhh....Guilty Pleasures...
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