DWTS Season 12, Week 3 – Kendra Wilkinson: “I have NO idea why the judges can’t stop talking about my chest!”

Kendra has a new blog up at OK Magazine. She writes of Louis being proud of her this week and how happy she has improved. She also writes about how the fog during their dance blinded her at a point, but, she was able to pull through it. She also wishes the judges would stop mentioning her chest. I kind of wish they’d stop mentioning their chests too. I would be so embarassed if they did that to me? lol Here are a couple of takes, but, be sure to read the link for more because Kendra also writes about the other contestants, Maks and Kirstie’s fall, and more.

I was so happy with our scores on Monday and that we improved. I could also tell that Louis was proud of me; I hit everything he wanted me to and that’s what really matters for me. He is my teacher so I want to make him proud.

I’m so glad to be safe another week! Our routines are hard and Louis really pushes me. So I think the judges judge me based on both how I dance but also I dance in the difficulty of the routine. I thought they were pretty fair. I’m hard on myself, also, so I think I am my hardest critic.

Louis says that I’m too hard on myself! Ha ha! He tells me to shut up all the time, but in a good way. Like, ‘SHUT UP! Don’t be so hard on yourself!’ Louis is very determined. He is determined to get me to do the dance moves and that I understand them.

The fog machine was the hardest part of the week for me. It was NOT supposed to be that much fog at all. I couldn’t see through it so I got really lost with where the stairs even were because I couldn’t see.

I’m tired but I’m making sure I don’t overdo it. I get massages when I can to loosen up my muscles and I get rest where I can. This is a marathon, not a sprint, so I’m making sure I can physically do it if were to make it to the finals.

I have NO idea why the judges can’t stop talking about my chest! Kirstie, Wendy and I all have chests, I’m not the only one! I have no idea why it keeps being brought up. I really haven’t even worn anything low-cut.