I come from a family who always taught me to love someone for their personality over their looks. That’s why when my cousin Clay’s girlfriend Mindy entered a Ms. Personality Contest it was never more evident that Clay was a relative of mine and not a baby from a sexual assault in the street of Mumbai. Mindy didn’t win, but she did come in third place as the title would suggest. She didn’t get a crown, a trophy, or any evidence of the victory. The winner did let her take a picture with the tiara which was nice of her. I guess that’s why she won. She’s always willing to give.