Melanie. Fat sack of a dancing force in a pixie body with a dash of acting finesse and adorableness. I mean come on. Do you see her hair cut? The girl has naturally curly hair and she still rocks a boy/pixie cut. How on earth. It makes a person (and I bet you can't guess who) feel almost tempted to go out and tempt the curly haired fate and chop all the cheveux straight off. But I digress. Melanie won and she deserved it. I think in all the seasons I've been watch SYTYCD I've not been as satisfied with the winner as I am this year. Usually the naming of the winner on the season finale sees me a nervous wreck, who has to fast forward through Cat's whole speech and then feeling a bit let down by who was crowned. And although the first part of that equation was entirely true (the dilapidated state of our den's love seat is a testament to that), the second most definitely was not. After a wonderful finale showing us highlights of this truly inspiring (when they have good dancers and good choreography I find the show to be so creatively inspiring I just have to talk to the computer or tv screen) dancing watching Melanie cry her eyes out and saying "thank you" after being named winner, was equivocal and perfect. I guess the ending of Season 8 means summer is ending, fall is coming and school is starting. But it was such a good season I suppose I can't be any kind of sad (especially since I have a whole new set of dances to use as homework breaks in the dead of winter).
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I feel the same way. Gosh. Melanie. When is the statue in her honor going up?
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