I realize that my words may not change your mind, and I'm okay with that, I really am, but please just take the time to read this, and learn a little bit about an event that completely changed my mind, and my life.
The event that I'm speaking of, is competing for the title of Miss Spanish Fork in 2012. I was approached by one of my Sunday School teachers, and such a wonderful guy, whose wife is actually the director of the pageant. He told me that he thought I would be great, and since it was something that I had thought about doing in the past, I thought, I'll go to the meeting, and we'll see what happens.
Of course, I decided that this was something that I thought I could do. It was actually, a really spiritual experience being at the meeting. I kept hearing this small voice in my head saying "Do this, you should do this. Go for it. You won't regret it."
One thing that was so hard for me, was the fact that the pageant night was the same night as one of my best friend's reception. I wanted to do both so bad, but I couldn't I have to pick. I remember crying for probably a full day, trying to decide which I was going to do. I remember thinking, that I needed to pray about this, that that would be the only thing that would quiet my mind and give me my answer. I knelt down in my bedroom, and pleaded for an answer. Again, that small voice said "Do this, you should do this. Go for it. You won't regret it." I was both happy and sad with that answer. I went to my friend, who said exactly what I needed to hear. She said "If this is something that you want to do, do it. I don't want to hold you back from doing something that you feel you should do." Thanks, Brittany. I kept those words with me all the way until pageant night.
Fast forward three months to pageant night...
Production number went great. I was pumped. I had probably peed 103 times by then. And I was dreading what came next. Lifestyle & Fitness in Swimsuit. Being up in front of an audience in a one piece swimming suit was not something that I wanted to do. Partly because I didn't think that there needed to be a swimwear portion. Miss Spanish Fork, Miss Utah, Miss America doesn't ever spend her day in a swimsuit. So why does it matter what we look like?
The bigger part, was that I hadn't been to a pool, or in a swimsuit in probably close to 6 or 7 years.
I went through something that every teenager goes through. It's this horrible seven-lettered word called: puberty. I went through a growth spurt that had left me with very large, very red, stretch marks on my thighs. When my mom first saw them in the dressing room of a store, she actually thought I had been cutting myself because of how red, and weird looking, they were.
I had never seen stretch marks of this kind on a womn before, and I never wanted to let another person seen them. Ever.
I thought my body was gross, I thought it was ugly, I wanted to change it. But I couldn't.
It was so so hard knowing that soon I would have to be on a stage, in front of others, in a swimsuit, and so basically bare, on so many levels.
Back to pageant night...
I was contestant #3, about to go on stage. And I couldn't. Raychellene basically pushed me out on the stage.
And then something, for lack of a better word, magical happened.
People started to cheer. I could hear people clapping, and hollering, and whistling, all for me. It's so hard to describe over the computer.
But for the absolute first time in my LIFE I felt beautiful. Not even kidding, I almost cried on stage. I forgot about the fact that I was on stage in a swimsuit, I forgot about the fact that my shoes didn't actually fit.
I forgot about my stretch marks. Completely.
And you know what? YOU COULDN'T EVEN SEE THEM!! Something that was so huge to me, and something that I thought was so ugly, is so small and so insignificant that it freaking DOESN'T MATTER that I have stretch marks! Nobody actually cares!
That one moment, that wasn't even 30 seconds long (20 at the most!), and that so many people think is so bad, changed my life. Because of that 20 seconds, I now think of myself as a beautiful person. And I feel so confident about myself, and all that I can accomplish.
...Which brings me to my second point.
Remember when I said that I didn't understand what the swimsuit portion was for? Why does it matter what we look like?
IT DOESN'T!
IT SO SO DOESN'T!
My job as Miss Spanish Fork, is so flipping hard. I constantly am sent into rooms full of people that I have never met before. People, who I usually, have nothing in common with. And I'm excepted to interact with them. Preform my talent in front of them. Be a "princess" in front of them.
It takes a HUGE amounts of confidence to do this. And a HUGE amount of confidence to make it look like I'm not having a problem with it.
Swimsuit is about CONFIDENCE. Not looking beautiful. Not looking sexy. Not to get judged on how cut our six-pack is. Trust me, to get out on that stage, in something that you go swimming in, takes a lot of confidence! Being Miss Whatever, requires that you have that same amount of confidence in EVERYTHING you do! Ask anyone, it's true!
Also, 30 seconds, of one night, leads to a full year of plain, old-fashioned service. We devote our whole year to serving our community. I will gladly trade 30 seconds for what I get to have now. I get to serve in ways that I never thought possible. I actually feel the Spirit with me every time I go out to do something for Miss Spanish Fork. I wish you could all feel it with me, because it's so powerful, and reminds me just how true this gospel is.
I wish that there was some other way to judge someone's confidence in 30 seconds better than putting them in a swimsuit. I really do. It's uncomfortable, and it's revealing. But it's so good at doing it's job, that I'm not afraid to do it. Because of that one night, those 20 seconds, I have so much confidence in myself, that I really hate that you're reading this, and not listening to me tell this to you in person. Because I'm doing a horrible job at writing it down. Please just trust me. I don't know if, for me, there could have been anything that kicked out my old thoughts of "your body is ugly" faster, and harder than when I was on that stage.
And you know what? I HAD FUN! It's so great when people are cheering for you, it really is! The music is fast and loud, you're wearing some killer heals, you're adrenaline is pumping so fast because you had 45 seconds to change (and you have to use butt glue to keep from getting a weggie, and it's weird, and it's awkward!). But I had fun! I felt my smile grow as fast as my confidence did. 20 seconds changed my life forever. And the fact that I was in a swimsuit made no difference.
Again. My job as Miss Spanish Fork is HARD! It takes everything that I have. It takes so much determination to get everything done that I want to get done. If I'm not actively doing something, I'm planning on something or thinking about doing something.
If a girl can be determined to stick to a healthy eating plan, and stick to a healthy workout regime, then she can be determined enough to stick to her year as Miss Whatever.
When I competed in the Miss Spanish Fork pageant, I felt so good! For the first time in my life, I was eating healthy, I was working out half-an-hour every day. I felt so healthy. I wasn't tired, I was able to focus on things better, I just plain FELT GOOD! Again, for the first time in my life, something good was happening.
I felt strong. I felt confident that I could do it. I felt confident that I could do anything.
And yes. Because I was going to be in a swimsuit, it caused changes in my life that are still effecting me today.
I'm grateful to Raychellene and Vernon, to Natasha, to Stacey, to Brock, to my parents, to everyone that helped teach me that I'm beautiful just the way I am. That there is nothing wrong with the way I look. That I can commit to a healthy life. That I can feel good in everything that I do.
Thank you.
And thank you Lifestyle & Fitness in Swimsuit. You've helped me see that I, and every single woman on this earth, is beautiful NO MATTER WHAT. Thank you.
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See? You can't even see the stretch marks! And you know what? Since the night of my first pageant, I swear, they've gotten lighter! But it doesn't matter. Because I embrace them now. Now, I see them as a symbol of growing up, and new stages that have just begun, the wonderful life I'm going to have.
P.S. I wish I could tell this story to you all in person, so I can better get this point across. But I can't. So please ask questions if you have any. I'd love to further your understanding in why I believe so much in the Miss America Scholarship Pageant and it's affiliate pageants, and the four points that we all stand for Service, Scholarship, Success and Style.