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Jenny

A week ago, I had my first burrito baby

I nant Thank God I have the tabloids to tell s

It happens that way sometimes, at least in Hollywood, land of the flat bellies

See, if your belly isn’t completely flat, if maybe you’ve put on a few pounds courtesy of a penchant for extra guacamole on your Chipotle burrito…

Ba talance over, and there you are, all over the rag nant

Or at least accused of it

Because the tabloids don’t seeuy’s been near uy All it takes to get “knocked up” in LA is a tortilla the size of a hubcap and an avocado or four

Let nant

I just like to eat A lot

To be honest, up until last week, when I naïvely ordered extra sour crea T-shirt that apparently accentuated the fetus that wasn’t there, I hadn’t really thought a lot about Hollywood beauty standards

I mean, for starters, I’m not Hollywood At all

I live in the Hollywood Hills, yes I rent a Hollywood director’s home, yes Even did a tiny cameo in a movie a few months back

But I, myself, am Jenny Dawson

A country singer

Don’t

Roll

Your

Eyes

I get that country , I do, I really do But I swear I don’t twang about dead dogs and dusty highways I just write songs about real life My life And then I sing them

Formerly in the shower, and now on the radio

Where was I going with this?