Diva.

Staci Jo told me that she thought I was the biggest diva in the family. I totally do not agree with her outrageous declaration. If anything I’m the anti-diva. Actually I hate the word diva, it sounds so skeevy. Anyhew, I guess all of my sisters are divas in their own right. Here’s why:
Leslie is a diva because she has a little diva of her own (Olivia) and because she probably owns 100 bottles of nail polish. Traci is a diva because she has diva hair – her luscious blonde curls rival Beyonce’s mane any day. Marcie is the queen diva. She loves nothing more than to go on a spree at the mall and she listens to Danity Kane constantly (need I say more?). Jenny is a diva because she is always down to have a dance off and because she loves to get grub at Café Rio (a total diva dining establishment). Staci Jo is just as big of a diva as Marcie. She too is a shopaholic and she once got a rash around her lips from using too much plumping lip gloss. I may be a diva every once in a blue moon, but I am definitely not alone. Who do you think the biggest diva in the family is?