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I was a little taken aback when Ace appeared on the stage with his hair slicked tightly back into a little tiny ponytail (or was it a ballerina bun?). The suit was good, very debonair, and the blue tie perfectly matched his magical blue eyes … sigh, but the slick, shiny (greasy?) hairdo kinda made him look like a pervy child molester. However, I did love the way he sang “That’s All,” in his soulful, earnest way that made me swoon.

Results:

Ace, Chris and Paris were in the bottom three! No, not again! Not my beautiful Ace again! I was worried, sitting on the edge of my couch. Paris was waved off the stage as safe and it was down to Ace and Chris. Then I knew. Then I knew my Season 5 hot-piece-of-ass was leaving me. And so it was. Ace was sent packing. Hence the title of this commentary, I am in mourning. No more of those eyes, that smile, that cute-as-a-button behind. It’s over. As much as I love Taylor, it was Ace’s beauty that helped to temper the painful sight of Elliott each week, and now I’ll have to tough it out on my own. Thank you Ace, for the prettiness you provided, the hot-boy-induced giddiness that tickled my tummy, and that smile that launched a million fantasies. You will be missed. But you made it to the Top 10, and so I’ll be seeing you (and drooling) on the tour. Make sure to bring some plastic bags to round up all the panties that are sure to be thrown at you onstage.