And thus he really was the sexiest hunk on stage. He also gave an impeccable performance. And I'm so proud. But I'm happy for my Chiara too. Had my twin not gone in for the competition I would have supported her as usual, but it's the blood which is so much thicker than the water. So it's Chiara time. Which is very good. Perhaps for the next three months we big girls are going to have a big break. It will be a break from a lot of staring and comments, not that it matters any more to me. But to other shy big girls, it will matter. A big girl, all in black, without any leg peeping out.. and she still made it. That is why I love Chiara. I know what it felt like when we were young, when all the other kids wouldn't let her play. She'd cry, so my brother and I would go off with her and invent our own games. She would be laughed at constantly, so she just sang to us and other dollies we made up as an audience. And she went on, and on. Just like my twin, the target of bullies because he was so small back then. But he went on, and on. And look at the two of them now. I'm feel like the proud beaming mum and aunt. And it's been just Chiara who has made me an aunt, just her, with her beautiful Ebony. What can I say? I'm happy. I'm sad for all the others who really were made of good stuff and deserved to go to the superfinals, but, politics and stuff and... I'd better not say anymore. It's 4 am and I think I desperately need to catch up on my beauty sleep... Goodnight
