I get the intended message of “More to Love.” Really, I do. Love comes in all shapes and sizes, and if you’re overweight you deserve love, too. But the “real” message that seems to be coming through -- loud and clear -- is that if you are confident, you’ll get the guy in the end. Wait, scratch that and replace “confident” with “total witch.”
Reality Watch
I’m confused after watching last night’s “Project Runway” challenge. In fact, if I may, I’d like to quote designer Ra’mon. (Clears throat.)
“Capital WTF?”
The assignment was to work in teams of two to design both an avant-garde look and a surfwear look. Now, I’ll admit that I’ve never seen “Point Break,” so I’m not exactly hip to what constitutes “surfwear,” but I’m pretty sure that it doesn’t include organza.
Forget the “Top Model” shorties. Forget wondering about whether or not you think you can dance. Forget (if you can) that image of “More to Love’s” Luke and Malissa gettin’ it on in Hawaii. (I know I’M trying to block that one out.) The biggest reality news this week has got to be the announcement that Ellen DeGeneres will be joining “American Idol” in January as the fourth judge.
With only two episodes remaining, “Big Brother” has become as addictive as Carmex.
Jordan’s comeback last night had the studio audience (and me) literally cheering. OK, to be fair, I use the word “comeback” loosely, because it implies that she has actually been playing the game. But, still!
To quote a friend’s Facebook status, “GO JORDAN!”
It seems that CBS didn't receive my suggestions for this year's "Survivor." Instead of "Survivor: Sorority Rush Week," "Survivor: South Compton" or "Survivor: House Without Wireless," they opted for the pedestrian and predictable "Survivor: Samoa."
Oh, well. I am fan of those coconut and chocolate Girl Scout cookies, so let's do this!!
I’m not sure who the target audience is for the new season of “Dancing With the Stars,” but apparently it is made up viewers with a lot of free time on their hands. Perhaps hospital patients or former “American Idol” judges?
For those of you whining that “The Amazing Race” has won too many Emmys, I say grow up! (That includes you, Jeff Probst.) Not everyone gets to win a trophy. That is, unless they participate in some sort of Generation Y tee ball league.
No, I’m serious. Remember a couple of weeks ago when I went on and on about how moving and inspirational the contestants and their struggles are?





