We were in some kind of play/musical together and I believe Libby Kennedy was trying to steal my part, but she couldn't. Anyway we played a couple in the show and were all about it off stage, too.
Was I dreaming about making out with Kris "no upper lip" Allen? No. It's obvious who the *real* American Idol is and he's crept into my subconscious!
You can't escape the Glam!
