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Dance Moms: The ALDC Stomps The Yard When Abby Gets Served. Nobody Knows The Mama Drama I’ve Seen.

Wednesday, January 14th, 2015

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Srsly? Another parking ticket? Are you people blind? My freakin’ name’s on the damn sign.

 

 

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Everybody knows the curlier it gets, the crazier I get. And do you see these ends right now?

 

 

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Check out this loot! A Walmart truck tipped over on the highway. There was s*** everywhere!

 

 

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Side Eyes is the new Crazy Eyes, sweetie. I see you and your little crown over there. Yes, I do…

 

 

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Never understood this Bump-It thing. Is there something in there or does she just puff it up?

 

 

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Own your words and then explain what happened to all the puppies in these cages.

 

 

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Gimme Face. Flirty. Like you’re trying to bribe a civil judge. Hypothetically, of course…

 

 

 

FYI.

Don’t bother packing your ALDC sunglasses.

Trust me.  You won’t be needing them.  Not this week.

Because…oh, Hunty.  The SHADE.

You might need your Dance Moms Library card, tho.

Because, Gurrl…somebody’s ’bout to read you like an overdue book.

And now that I’ve exhausted two of my best Real Housewives of RuPaul references, let’s get the party started, shall we?  We’ve got a lot of ground to cover.

The shizzle all hit the DanceFan in the first four seconds of this week’s episode when a proud member of the Pennsylvania Judicial System showed up at the ALDC front desk to serve Abby Lee Miller with papers.  Legal papers.  Scary legal papers.

Yup.  Kelly and Paige‘s big TMZ lawsuit.

The producers tried to blur his face out like they do Melissa‘s mouth when she swears, but you could still tell that the Court Officer looked like one of the little old men they always put into Pixar movies.  He probably plays chess in the park when he’s not telling people they’re getting sued.  Or ties balloons to his house and flies over the Grand Canyon.

He managed to zig zag his way around a studio full of cameramen and production people all bumping into each other, handed off the paperwork and then told Abby to have a nice day.  Which was hilarious, considering the way the rest of her day would actually go now.

Side note:  There were a lot of random, panicked behind the scenes people tripping over each other and walking in front of the cameras this week.  A lot.

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It was like the old Bugs Bunny cartoon when they would all try to put on a song and dance show (…“Night of  Nights!”…) but the camera tripods would keep tipping over and spot lights would crash down from the ceiling right before one of those fuzzy microphones on a stick came swinging into a shot.

Like that.  But without the talking rabbit or anyone taking an anvil to the head.

Not yet, anyway.

Abby was so distraught after the officer left that she ran out into the parking lot and was met up by all the Moms and their tiny dancers.  They couldn’t believe what just went down.

Melissa was all like WhatHappenedWhatHappened?  Holly was all like ShutUpNoWay.  Jill was all like AwHellNahKelly.  (My MomCrush looking on point, BTW.)

 And I was all like WhyDoesAbbyNeedHerOwnParkingSpotWithASign?

Side note:  You can tell that Holly is one of those people who refuses to make two trips into the house with her groceries, because she was carrying more stuff in the parking lot than she could handle.  Purse, water bottle, phone, something under her arm, hot rollers, dance bag, half of Nia‘s junk and who knows what else.  Love her.

After some tears and a closer look at Dr. Beyoncé’s new on-trend eye makeup palette, everyone headed inside for the Pyramid of Shame.  Everyone except Kira and Kalani, that is, who were late.  Yup.  Late.  On their second week back at the ALDC.

According to my excel spreadsheet (…because I keep track of these kind of things, you know…) it was right about here that Holly began her week of Not Taking Any Crap No Mo’.

Emotions had already been running high this season (…all one episode of it…) thanks to the loss of Christi and Chloe and the residual fall out of a dwindling team.  All the Moms were on edge and trying hard to process this new reality while balancing the needs of what was best for their children with the potential move to ALDC LA.

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Sticking up for yourself.  Sticking up for your child.  Standing strong for your beliefs.

Whatever you want to call it.  Just don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Back inside, K & K showed up.  Apparently, they don’t have traffic lights in Arizona.

Kalani always looks so smiley and pretty, even when Holly checked her watch like a Hall Monitor.  Once a principal, always a principal, I guess.

Bottom of the Pyramid was a Ziegler Tag Team.  Maddie and Mackenzie.  I think Mackenzie was down there because her old pouty, kissy-face headshot didn’t match her new gangstah MackZ persona.  And it doesn’t really matter where Maddie is on the Pyramid anymore because she danced with Sia.

Twice.

Which is two more times than you have.

Middle tier was home to Nia and Kendall, with Kalani coming in on top.  Clearly, punctuality is not a determining factor in Pyramid placement.

This week the gang was headed to Detroit for the Energy Dance Competition, which was home to former ALDC Dance Mom and (…alleged…) current ALDC Stalker Jeanette Cota and her daughter Ava.

You remember them.  Ava was the one who got cut from the new ALDC Team last season and never knew it.  The one who got cut and then kept showing up for work like she was some kind of tenured university professor or something.

We liked them.  You know how I roll.  The crazier the better.

Maddie and Kalani both scored solos.  Something that Abby called The Match-Up of the Century.  Like it was a pay-per-view Maddie vs. Kalani Cage Fight or something.  av

Something that the entire world had been waiting for.

Umm.  No disrespect intended, because both girls can dance, but I think there are probably a few other things going on in the world right now that might knock their one night only Death Match off the CNN scroll.  But whatever, Abby.

It didn’t really matter, because the big deal was going to be a ‘Stomp The Yard’ group dance based on the redoinkulously popular Orange Is The New Black television show.  Every one went nuts when they heard the news.  Except for Holly, who was saving all her nuts so she could completely lose them all at once later in the episode.

Again, don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Up in the MomPerch, Holly was just getting warmed up as she confronted Kira.  She nailed Kalani’s Mom on tardiness, on thinking she was more special than she was and for jumping on and off the ALDC Mothership whenever the mood struck her.

One:  I live for this new background music that the producers have snuck into these scenes.  How much do you think they had to pay Survivor and Days of Our Lives for those little snippets?

And Two:  Holly ’bout made me fall back into my pew a few times up there.

Preach, Girl.  Just Preach.

The next day, Abby must have heard me, because all the girls were back in the studio to get new head shots before they left for Hollywood.

The short version of the story is that Maddie, MackZ and Kalani got more camera time than the other girls, even though Abby had committed to a strict no-exceptions 15 minute limit for everyone.  Melissa brought more clothes for one class picture than two little girls should even own and yet the only thing that really surprised me was that Casa Ziegler doesn’t have color-coordinated hangers from the Container Store.

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I don’t know why, but I just imagined Melissa as being the kind of person who has all matchy-matchy hangers at home, so I was really surprised when she showed up with two arm loads of mismatched tops from Goodwill.  Where do you even get wire hangers?

Naturally, when it came time for Nia’s shot, Abby left the room and Holly made a HollyFace.  Or two.  Or a million.

But Nia rocked it.  Give that girl some lip gloss and a paper clip and she could break into a bank.  You go, Sasha.  You just go.

Did I mention that Abby whispered to the Head Shot Lady that Maddie, MackZ and Kalani were the only three that would get jobs in the future?  Because she did.  And some other Moms heard it.  Yikes.

Back in the MomPerch, we learned that Kira creeps other people’s Facebook pages and Melissa got an email from Elle Magazine.  Initially, I wasn’t too impressed since I get those subscription emails all the time, until she clarified that they wanted Maddie for a photo spread and article.

Fine.  You win.  Again.

And then Holly got the most random call from Jeanette.  Because if you’re going to stalk people, it’s important that you have all their contact information loaded into your blocked cell phone at all times, right?

Wait.  What?

Jeanette let Holly know that what Abby did to her daughter was sooooo wrong and that she was coming for her.  And then they played some more Days of Our Lives music.

Finally, it was Showtime!

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What happened to the ALDC’s matching Louis bags?  Remember those?  Everyone was walking into Detroit with Forever 21 sacks and whatever else they could find in the house.

And how about Jeanette and that Broadway Dance Academy Welcome Team?  And that one girl who didn’t get the memo to wear her Sound of Music/Children of the Corn hair braids?  Did you see that?

They were too young to be Stepford Wives, but if they were older they would have totally been Stepford Wives.  Not creepy at all.

To stir things up before the show even got started, Jeanette busted right into the ALDC makeup room with a lady that I’m pretty sure was Phoebe from the TV show Friends.  Or at least Phoebe’s Mom or older sister.  How freaky was that?

There was some screaming back and forth and then Abby called out Phoebe for wearing a top that was longer than the jacket she had chosen as a layering piece, because when you’re going down in a fight you grab for any gun you can find, I guess.

Side note:  I didn’t have the heart to tell Abby that Isaac Mizrahi was just on QVC last week saying that longer shirts were so NOW, darling.  Really.  Am I right?

Since Abby didn’t trust Jeanette’s backstage antics anymore than she trusted her friend’s fashion sense, she followed her ALDC Team into the wings to watch the solos from a new vantage point.  All the other dance companies got a little giggly and spent more time watching Abby yell across the stage than they did watching their own team.  There were so many people back there.  Totally above fire code.

Not gonna lie.  I even thought I saw the Bring It! girls for a second and almost lost it.

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And where do they get these judges?  And why haven’t I been asked to guest judge yet?  I swear one of them was from that Toni Braxton show.  And the other one had on the same outfit that Prince wore when I saw him in concert.

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Ava’s solo was nothing but legs.  She is so tall.  Holy tall, Batman.  Or maybe she just has really long legs.  Kira called her a praying mantis, which was kind of mean in a truthfully kind of mean way.  But you really shouldn’t pick on kids.

Kalani’s solo kinda sorta reminded me of Brooke‘s old acrobatic routines every once in awhile.  Except that Kira’s hands didn’t have third degree hot glue gun burns on them like Kelly’s.  These Moms are clearly not making their kid’s costumes anymore.

Quick pause here to mention how much we miss them Hylands.  Hey, girls.

Maddie’s solo was a Maddie solo that was supposed to be based on Abby’s current situation(s) but it completely went over my head.  It was a Maddie dance.  And it was good.  And she’s really  grown up since last season.

Then Jeanette stormed the castle again, but instead of Phoebe from Friends I think she brought that makeup lady Adrien Arpel from HSN.

Or it could have been Gina, the owner of Energy Dance.  But she sure looked like Adrien.  And honestly, if either of them can really take five years off the wrinkles in my face without a needle, I don’t care how severely blunt their bangs are.

Jeanette accused Abby of harassing her daughter backstage.  Blah to the blah to the blah.

But, seriously.  Can we talk about that group number?  Dang.

Orange is the New Black, yo.  It was off the ankle shackle chain.

Granted, you knew Nia would end up with the bantu knots in her hair.  But it was better than the Halloween afros Abby used to plop on her head and I got to learn what a bantu knot was called.  And when did Nia grow up and get so sassy?  Hashtag TeamNia.

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Nia wrecked the stage.  Like it was Dance Off: The Sequel.  Even Maddie toughened up, which was pretty exciting since I wasn’t sure how much longer I could go watching her end every one of her dances in that same glamour shot pose.

Unfortunately, they couldn’t end the whole thing on a high note.  When the scores were handed out, Abby felt the competition was rigged and everything fell apart.

Backstage, Abby asked Kendall to walk into the room the same way she would walk into a Hollywood casting call office.  Kendall failed the test and then…yeah.

Boom.

Abby called Jill a Bad Mother.  Kendall cried.  Nia stood up for all the girls in the room.

And then Holly lost all her stored up nuts.  All at once.

I don’t blame her.  But I can’t do it justice.

Sometimes you just gotta stand up for what you believe in.  Especially if someone sticks their hand in your cave and tries to hurt your babies.

It went down.  All the way Down.  Town.

Maybe some time in the future when I’m not so emotionally drained we can discuss it in depth.  Especially the part where the entire Lifetime production crew ran out of the room like someone had just pulled the fire alarm.  They know Holly don’t play.

But not now.

And probably not next week.

I need to mentally prepare myself for the upcoming episode.

Because this is totally happening…

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Dance Moms: Miss Abby Is Getting Her Freak On As Season Five Begins. The ALDC (PA & LA) Is Back In Business!

Wednesday, January 7th, 2015

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Shut. Up. These are the best Sour Patch Gummy Worms I’ve ever had. I can’t even feel my face.

 

 

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My hair’s on point. My makeup’s totally on point. My outfit’s on point. And you give me three lines this week? WTF?

 

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I miss them too. I’m just saying look at all the extra room we have now. We can finally lay down.

 

 

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Siri: What was the name of that crazy kid with the gigantic hair bows on my other show? Quick!

 

 

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Srsly. How the hell is a normal person supposed to reach the top of a 6Plus with one thumb?

 

 

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On second thought, maybe I will give this chick a pass. Like right out the front door and into the parking lot.

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Honestly, I’ve never heard of Christi. But when a volcanic ash pandemic hits, is it really gonna matter?

 

 

Finally.

Freakin’ Finally.

Freakin’ Freak Show Finally.

(See what I did there?  Three months off and I still got it…)

Dance Moms is back!  Not very many of them.  But they’re back.

The crowd had definitely thinned out a bit since the last time we saw everyone.  Maybe more than a bit, actually, because you could literally count them all on one hand as the new competition season began this week.  Which…not gonna lie…is kind of a Win Win situation for me and my bag of Cheeto’s on Tuesday Snack Night.

But it was still Dance Mom(s) plural.  For now anyway.  And lucky for us, the ones that were left all decided to come back for the premiere of Season Five and didn’t waste any time getting right to the Mama Drama.

As soon as the new 2.5 second opening credit title card clanked down like some kind of subliminal guillotine (…Wait.  What?  No more Living On The Dance Floor?…) three things were glaringly apparent.

One:  Abby Lee Miller was going to save a lot of money heating and cooling the ALDC studio this year now that only three Moms are opening and closing that front door all day.

Seriously.  Remember last year when the Original Recipe Moms and the New and Improved Moms and all their Original Select and Junior Select and Elite Select and Junior Elite Super Uber Select kids were all propping that thing open trying to get past the front desk log jam?  I’ll never understand why some of them didn’t just crawl in the window to speed up the process.  The show’s only an hour, people.n

Two:  I’m never going to be as smart as that girl in the Child Genius promo who spelled that thing you get if you stand too close to a volcano when it erupts.

And Three:  This was going to be the Darker Side of Dance Moms.  At least for a few episodes.  Which means we should probably address the Elephant in the Room now and then get to the good stuff.

Gone are the days when the most emotionally traumatizing scene in an episode involved Brooke Hyland taking a pie in the face.  The shizz just got real up in here, yo.

Now Brooke is gone.  Paige is gone.  Kelly is gone.  Christi is gone.  Chloe is gone.

There was a lot of (…edited or nah?…) Christi & Chloe bashing as the games began this week, but you know by now I’m only here for the giggles.  I loved Chloe and her little Cabbage Patch Doll eyes, which I thought were just fine.  And her Mom is so crazy that she needs to be my new BFF asap now that she has all this extra time on her hands.

Everyone else can fight this one out online and get it out of their system, because…honestly…I have so many passwords on my cell phone already that I can’t even imagine having to remember another one just to get into some Gymboree Chatroom and talk smack about Mothers from Pittsburgh.

Which also reminds me that this week’s episode was brought to us by our friends at the Apple Store, because everyone had a new iPhone.

As the Few and the Proud filed in for the first Season Five Pyramid of Shame, the studio had either gotten bigger over the break or there really was nobody left in the building.

My MomCrush Jill went on and on about how skinny Abby was (…and there did seem to be less of her than I remember from Season Four…) but I’m not really sure if she actually got smaller or her hair is just getting bigger, because Ms. Miller is starting to look like Priscilla Presley on her Wedding Day.am

Step away from the hot rollers and nobody will get hurt, ma’am.

Side note:  Not nearly enough Jill Time this week.  Needed to be said.  Love her.

Apparently, nobody had heard anything from Christi or Chloe since that big chaotic hallway blow-up at Nationals, which I thought was odd since the girls had been such Instagrammably (…did I just make up a word?…) tight buddies for the last four years.

But again…take it outside or take it to another chat room, thank you.

Bottom of the Pyramid was reserved for Kendall and Chloe.  It made me sad to see Chloebird’s picture knowing that she wasn’t even there.

Fresh off the outrageously successful International Year Of The Nia that I predicted, BTW (…Yaaaaaaaas, Gurl!  First Place tiara!…) Nia was keeping Mackenzie or Mackdoodle or MackZ or whatever her name is this week company on the middle row, which meant Maddie was on top already.

So to recap:  Maddie didn’t dance a solo and Chloe doesn’t even get a Dance Moms paycheck anymore, but they were both on the Pyramid.  I fully expect to see my headshot scotchtaped to the mirror next week if this is how Abby’s gonna play it this year.

For their first race out of the gate this season, the ALDC gang was headed to Sheer Talent Competition in Niagara Falls, which my Macbook spellcheck somehow just auto-corrected to ‘Viagra’ and now I’m horrified that someone will think I Googled it on purpose.

Kendall, Nia and Chloe all scored solos this week, which was a little awkward since one of them wasn’t actually in the building at the time of the announcement.  I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to call Chloe at home and let her know or how that was going to work out on stage.  Not my problem, I guess.mk

The group routine was a circus freak kind of thang, based on the American Horror Story: Freak Show phenomenon.  I’ve never actually watched the show, probably because it conflicts with something on Bravo or Lifetime.  But everyone at work loves it.

And they’re all freaks.  So, yeah.

As four tiny girls ran around in a gigantic empty studio, the Moms hit the MomPerch and didn’t quite know what to do with themselves.

You know how when you stay in a hotel and they have a super king-sized bed that is like five times the size of yours at home and you don’t know what else to do but roll all around it because you can…?  It was like that up on the MomPerch couch.

Jill, Holly and Melissa kind of looked like they just missed the 39 Bus and were the only three people left on the bench.

Srsly.  How much do we love Holly?  She got new eyeliner.

Since no one had heard anything from Christi in three months, Jill decided to try and call Chloe’s Mom on her redoinkulously BeDazzled iPhone (…seriously, Gurl…how you get dat thing through a TSA checkpoint?…) which allowed the cameraman ample opportunity to awkwardly linger somewhere between Jill’s cellphone and her cleavage way longer than he should have for a show about little children who can dance.

Not that I’m complaining, of course.  Cuz you know I love me some Jill Vertes.  Maybe I just need to cut back on my Niagara when she’s on screen.

Snap.  Went there.

Naturally, the call went unanswered, which made me wonder how it’s possible that Christi never bothered to set up her voice mail the whole time she was on the show.  You had four years, honey.  Either take it to the Genius Bar or tell the post-production editing department to stop making you look like a raging bitch.

Snap.  That’s twice now.  And it’s only the premiere.

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Somewhere around this point was when Abby realized that four little girls barely even qualify for the Group Routine category, so she picked up her new iPhone (…no wonder nobody else could get the Gold one…Lifetime snarffed ‘em all up…) and placed a mystery call to somebody, asking if they could fly out to Pittsburgh and join the party.

Conveniently enough, Kalani Hilliker and her Mom Kira have their own private jet because I swear they were both walking through the studio door before Abby even hung up on them.  Dr. Beyoncé was all like AwHellNah and Jill was all like SayWhat? and then Melissa had her first Eye Twitch of Season Five.

And my Twitter feed got all ‘Molegate.’  Again.

Really?  I’m not doing this for another 32 episodes, people.  I can’t.  I don’t know what happened to it.  It was there.  And then it was gone.  And now it was kinda sorta back again, but not really.  I just can’t.  One season was enough.

Beyond all that hysteria, there was a lot of stress juice leaking from every one of the Moms this week.  I think they were probably just reacting to all the changes and the fact that the Original Recipe Mom Team was no more.  It’s sad to lose your friends, so I don’t think all the negativity up in the Perch was coming from an intentionally mean place.

Holly chewed on Kira a little bit.  Jill snarked on Christi’s Social Media skills.  (Since Christi won’t follow me on Twitter, bonus points were given to Jill on this one just because…)

And then I’m pretty sure Melissa accused Kelly of still using dial-up.  Apparently the Hyland household isn’t wired for high speed internet because Melissa totally trash talked Kelly’s computer skills like she still had tin foil wrapped around her bunny ear TV antennas or something.

Somehow the girls even managed to get a little rehearsing in before leaving for Niagara Falls, which gave skinny Abby time to yell at them just like not-as-skinny Abby used to do.

And then finally, it was Showtime!

And time for this woman.  Who just gave me Life.

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No clue who she is.  But she was into it.  Into.  It.

And it was also time for Paige Hyland to slap a lawsuit on Abby, citing mental abuse and unlawful working conditions during her tenure at the ALDC.  You already know the scoop on that one.  TMZ milked that cow dry when it first happened.  They just didn’t tell us it happened on the day the remaining Moms and kids were piling onto a bus.

Side note:  They showed that flashback clip where Paige is standing all by herself in the studio looking like a kid whose Mom just abandoned her in the mall on Christmas Eve.  I hate that clip.

I’m going to assume that everyone went to a hotel first, because when the bus pulled up to the venue Abby had even bigger hair than when she left Pittsburgh and nobody was wearing the same clothes they had on when they put their luggage in the trunk.  There’s no way they could have done that kind of transformation in one tiny bus bathroom.

As usual, the waiting crowd went bonkers.  There were a few ‘I Heart Chloe’ signs that looked like they were glitter glued and painted by the same intern who does all the America Idol audience posters, but whatever.

I missed where the actual event took place, but it looked like an old Costco because everyone was in folding chairs on one flat cement floor, trying to see around the person in front of them.  If I had driven ten hours to Niagara Falls just to look at the back of Abby Lee Miller’s hair I would be soooo not happy.

Kendall’s solo was awesome.  She was like Sheena of the Jungle with a spear and everything.  First Place!

Nia came in Second Place, but scored the top spot as far as I was concerned because she rocked a Roy Lichtenstein costume that made her look like she had just jumped off the cover of the latest issue of Marvel Comic’s SuperNia.

Power of:  Death Drop.  Let’s go fight crime.  And be sassy while we do it, mmmkay?

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Holly’s HollyFaces when Nia dances, tho.

Kalani channeled Austin Powers Girlfriend during her/Chloe’s routine.

She came in Second in her division.  Probably because she didn’t wear The Beard.

Because she totally wore The Beard for the Freak Show group routine later in the event and the ALDC came in First Place.  I’m not saying Kalani’s not a good dancer.  I’m just saying that when I was in third grade a kid sang a made-up song in a construction paper hat dressed as Abraham Lincoln and won First Prize, too, so facial hair seems to be the common denominator if you want to snatch some trophies for your case.

And then it got a little odd, because the emcee/director/Ryan Seacrest guy took the mic and let the entire audience know how much Sheer Talent loves and supports Abby.

Not for nothing.  That was nice of him, I guess.  But honestly, if I was the owner of Miss Clementine’s School of Tap and Jazz Handing and was going home with a couple of 9th place trophies and a bunch of kids with sore feet and bad attitudes, I’m not so sure I’d want to sit there and hear about how amazing my competition was when I had a 5 hour drive ahead of me.

And then Ryan Seacrest even called Abby up on stage where she started this impromptu motivational BeTheBestYouCanBe speech that I swear would have ben accompanied by Nia’s Maya Angelou Dance if she could have gotten all the polka dots off her face in time.

So, yeah.

Moral of the Story:  The kids still love to dance.  And the Moms still love their kids.

Dance Moms is back.

Freakin’ Finally.

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Dance Moms Video: Freaks Like Me Are Dancing To Beauty And The BEAT. The Todrick Hall ALDC Double Feature.

Wednesday, October 22nd, 2014

 

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Fix your feet.

And then get your Freak On.

It’s a tale as old as time.

And as tired as that weave, girlfriend.

First, it’s Beauty and the Beast as you’ve never seen it.  And if you’ve already seen it, you need to watch it again.  Because it’s that good.

Warning:  This aint’ Yo Mama’s Belle, tho.  Not even close.  But it is somehow now a Dance Moms Six Degrees of Separation kind of moment.

When youtube sensation Todrick Hall first reinvented this Disney classic, I got a little obsessed with the video.  Not gonna lie.  I posted it and predicted even bigger things for him than dancing down the aisle at Target.

Then Dance Moms came along and Holly and my MomCrush Jill became my new obsessions (…which just sounded way creepier than it really is…I swear…) and you know how that’s been going lately.

Finally, the Freaks Like Me video came out and my worlds collided.  Todrick doing his thang while Holly and Jill did back up dancing?

Yes, please.  And then I’ll have some more if there’s any left.

And today we got word that Todrick is getting his own reality show on MTV next year.

Yaaaaas, hunty.  F’realz.

A TV show.  On that TV station that used to play music videos.

Now I don’t want to say I told you so, but I’m pretty sure I may have also mentioned that whole International Year of the Nia thing a few times and…well…let’s just say I’m 2 for 2.

So to celebrate Todrick’s success and give me a chance to ramble on about Dance Moms during their hiatus (…seriously, is it over yet?  It’s been like forever already…) you really need to watch some Disney in da ‘hood and then Freak Out in the library one more time.

Enjoy.

And since there’s no such thing as too much Dr. Beyoncé and Principal Jill

(PhD=Pretty Hot Dancing.)

You’re welcome, world.


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