I just experienced Meagan Good's performance in Stomp the Yard on Saturday, so her fresh-faced good looks are, er, fresh in my mind. Which why this feels particularly tragic:
She looks like a cocktail waitress (complete with pockets for your swizzle sticks) at a 50s-by-way-of-the-80s themed diner -- the kind with lots of neon accents -- and I think I might be able to maybe see her nipple.
