[Okay, I meant to post this yesterday when it would have been more timely, but I was too busy working and doing laundry all day, and then dancing my ass off all night.]
Watching America's Next Top Model and the final debate on the same night was a bit weird. I was hoping it would make the debate seem funnier and more surreal. But actually the debate came off really boring in comparison, presidential spit foam notwithstanding. Or maybe that wasn't just me. Seems like a lot of people called the debate boring.
How could a debate between a trained monkey and a stuffed shirt possibly compete with a bunch of would-be models catfighting and falling off a runway? When Survivor wants their contestants to suffer, they take away their food. When Tyra wants her contestants to suffer, she makes them do a runway show for freak-show designers Heatherette, wearing clown costumes (excuse me, "edgy fashion designs") and stripper heels, on a zig-zaggy runway that they aren't allowed to see in advance. What fun!
Eva had the best line of the episode with "First of all, I didn't even know you were a bitch," Amanda the self described "earth mother" continues to be a nasty little snot, and Toccara continues to have the best potential as an actual working model. In my opinion of course. Last year's winner Yoanna visited the show and made me wonder why I liked her so much. I think the biggest laugh was "white girl with a really good tan" (her words, not mine!) Kelle following the catfight around from room to room, asking "Does anyone have an extra pair of sunglasses?" over and over in the midst of everyone else screaming at each other. Comedy gold, people. I wonder if she really needed sunglasses that bad, or if she wanted to watch the fight and that was the best excuse she could think of to follow them around.
The Heatherette designers Richie Rich and Trevor Rains also sat in as guest judges, but alas they did not bump fists and say "Wonder Twin Powers!" like the guys from D Squared did last year. They also lost major points with me for snickering at Miss J. Alexander, who I love. I'm sorry, but Rich and Rains are in no position to make fun of another flamboyant fashion personality. I was also annoyed at the girl who complained that no one "explained" to her why Miss J. (a man) was in a short skirt and heels. Because he's your runway coach, dumbass, and he has to show you how it's done. Anyway she got eliminated, which is the well-deserved fate of anyone who hopes to get into NY modeling and then is shocked, shocked I tell you, to meet someone for whom gender lines are a bit blurred. Put your American flag prom dress back in your suitcase and go home!
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