The Fourth Type of Beauty

My dear cousin forgot to write about my type of beauty on her blog. She must have been so enveloped by her movie star beauty that she forgot about the fourth and ultimate type of beauty that I posses; I am Glam Rock Hott. (check out the blog yourself)
http://mirandasstories.blogspot.com/




For some reason my scanner cut out the bottom of this picture where the band signed the picture and said stuff like, "I wish I were as Glam Rock Hott as you!" and "Where did you get those radicool pants!?" Last week I borrowed the lead singers pants for my Star Trek convention. That's how tight me and him are. (he didn't even wash them before he put them back on.)

Do I need to say more about the Grimleys? I think not. Last Saturday when I was hanging with these guys we got into a philosophical discussion about why I am so Glam Rock Hott. Benny suggested it was because of the way the planets aligned on the day of my birth. Beardo said that maybe it had something to do with how incredibly good looking I am. Lionguy said my mom probably fed me pretty potion in my infancy. She-man just thought that maybe I was raised by unicorns and somehow inherited their magical beauty. I personally think that it is all of them, except for the pretty potion. We all agreed that that would be cheating, and there is nothing that says "cheater" about my looks. Just hott. I better get going. I have another Worlds Most Glam Rock Hott competition to win.