Stripped of bikinis, Miss America still teeters on
ATLANTIC CITY - At the end of the day, Miss America just can’t help herself.
She may not be wearing her once-iconic swimsuit onstage. But she is still twirling through lyric dance routines to inspirational Josh Groban tunes (Miss Illinois) and rocking a black velvet cape at the classical piano keyboard (Miss Virginia). She is still pairing precariously long gowns with treacherously high heels. She is still promising policy solutions both bold and vague enough for an Iowa stump speech. (Miss North Carolina: “Financial literacy is a life skill I will teach not only to ensure our nation’s survival but to teach our people how to truly live!”)
And she is still, bless her, diplomatically threading the needle on the most polarizing questions of our day, in 20 seconds flat. Hey, Miss Texas – how about those national anthem kneelers?
“I do believe that when the NFL players are kneeling they are standing up for what they believe in,” said Madison Fuller, a kindergarten teacher from Tyler, Texas, with a talent for ventriloquism, to cheers from the Boardwalk Hall crowd Wednesday night. “However, I do think that there is an avenue to do that in a way that can promote change, tangibly, and not by doing it during a national anthem but actually providing change so that they no longer have to face this issue.”
More to the point, Miss America is still here, period; still happening. For now, anyway.
Months of strife over an effort to overhaul and rebrand the 97-year-old pageant – notably, by eliminating its age-old swimsuit competition – has shattered the tightknit subculture that long kept it alive. More than a dozen former Miss Americas and 46 of the state organizers who send contestants to the annual competition have called for the resignation of its new chair, Gretchen Carlson, amid an exodus of board members and allegations of mismanagement.
Outrage hit a fever pitch last month when the reigning Miss America, 24-year-old Cara Mund, publicly accused Carlson and Miss America President Regina Hopper of bullying and sidelining her in her final months on the job – a soap opera played out on network morning shows, generating the most controversy (and attention of any kind) the pageant has seen in 30 years.
And yet, a rumored boycott never took hold. This year’s state winners have dutifully arrived at Boardwalk Hall for their shot Sunday night at the timeworn title. And the disgruntled community of volunteers and superfans have turned out to cheer them on.
They couldn’t not. Miss America is their thing – their gardening, their Little League coaching, their quilting, their home-brewing, their March Madness pool, their ComicCon.
Rachel Johnson, a commercial insurance agent from Chicago, signed on as a volunteer as soon as she aged out of competition and now devotes 10 to 25 unpaid hours a week to local-level “Outstanding Teen,” Miss America’s little-sister contest.
“We see so much growth and development,” said Johnson, of the young women she guides along the tiara track. “They give me purpose.”
Holli’ Conway grew up an athlete, daughter of an Olympic track-and-field medalist and the furthest thing from a pageant girl, she says. But she also did singing in college, and when she ended up as the entre’acte entertainment at Northwestern State University’s Lady of the Bracelet pageant – well, they sank their hooks into her pretty fast.
“They came up to me afterward and said, ‘You need to compete in a pageant,’” said Conway, who as the reigning Miss Louisiana is getting some buzz this week from pageant prognosticators. “I said, ‘I don’t do pageants.’ But they were persistent.”
The state and local organizers hover along the fringes here like mother hens of both sexes, hard to distinguish from the actual parents of contestants, wearing buttons or T-shirts emblazoned with their Miss State’s face. And at a time when the pageant has lost muchof its cultural sway, they are among the loyalists who can still be counted on to buy tickets and fill the room.
“It takes a village to raise a child, but it takes an army to raise a Miss California,” said this year’s titleholder, Mackenzie Freed, who arrived from Lodi, California, with a small brigade of state board members, local judges and a 50-year volunteer who will ride with her on Saturday’s kitschy annual “Show Your Shoes” parade through the streets of Atlantic City.
From his 100-level seat near the Boardwalk Hall stage, Mansfield Bias assessed the quirks and glitches erupting on the restructured competition’s first night. In a bid to give the evening-gown preliminary competition some kind of social relevance, contestants were walking a Hollywood-style red carpet and uttering sound bites about their favored causes. But Miss Tennessee seemed hobbled, the delicate hem of her champagne-colored gown catching, static-like, on the rug.
Big problem, said Bias, the executive director of the Miss Georgia program: “Today was panic city – ‘Can we sew it up? Can we put some plastic down?’”
The IT director for a concrete manufacturer, Bias got involved with local pageants 38 years ago through his work with the Columbus, Georgia, Jaycees. He was the father of sons, no daughters, but something about it touched him – the charm-school role it played for small-town girls honing their ambition. “To see them come back year after year, and to see them grow, and they’re taking their LSATs and going on job interviews – that’s why you do it year after year.”
One of Miss America’s most loyal stalwarts, Bias has also been one of the most outspoken critics of Carlson – the former Fox News host and Miss America 1989, who took over the pageant in January after the ouster of longtime chief executive Sam Haskell over leaked emails in which he disparaged several former Miss Americas.