"A thing I used to do when I was little: I’d line up a handful of Honey Nut Cheerios in a row and eat them, one by one, in order of ugly to pretty. Finally there would be one left: the winner of the Honey Nut Cheerios beauty contest. I’d admire it— the winner was usually two stuck together with honey-nut coating, or one whose middle was filled in with a thin sugary pane. Then I’d eat it."
Kind of loving this.