Once again, Kennedy has embellished herself with the many adornments found in her wardrobe:
Should I be concerned or excited about this Miss America/beauty pageant-attire fascination?
**Added bonus- 2 Kennedy-isms for the week:
Kennedy: *singing* .... [something something] from my heart... [as she dramatically places her hands over her heart]
Nana: [singing-imitating Kennedy] From my heart...
Kennedy: No, Nana, not your heart.
Nana: Oh, ok. Not my heart. How come?
Kennedy: Old people don't have hearts.
Nana: *suppressing a laugh* Hm.... I see. Why is that, Kennedy?
Kennedy: They're just too old.
Kennedy: If a girl doesn't know how to ride a motorcycle, she just needs to get a husband.
Me:... a husband?
Kennedy: Yep. He will teach her how to ride it.