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CloverTracey, I'm too lazy to check but is this another piece of shit courtesy of Ryan Seacrest? Or did Cock-Eyed Andy Cohen sneak into E!land with his new production company? This show could have been different. Still vapid and still tawdry in many ways, but it had at its finger tips all the glossy glitzy elements that make the perfect montage of glory that every chickflick has when the female lead finally "gets it" in terms of fashion. Heck it could have seasonally re-created every tempting scene from The Devil Wears Prada. Fashion shoots, runways, cocktail parties, travel and pretty clothes and accessories. Heck that movie wrote the redemptive script this show could have followed so easily. Drop the overall competition and just have four to six young women find their fashion shallow side in the glory that is DVF and all that 'lifestyle" brand can offer. Show how hard work can actually achieve while tooting the DVF horn that it was built and continues to be built by strong women. You are so right that if could have been an aspirational infomercial for DVF. Raising the brand's profile and its image -- making it the young happening place to be and to buy for the audience that watched Fashion Police or even the Kardashians out of hate to see how horrible Kim dressed up the latest round of doing that weird thing where she poses for the cameras all the while looking like she is trying to blow a ghost or the invisible man. It should have been more of a Real World thing than an America's Next Top Model knock off.

Maybe I peeked too many times into my aunt's Barbara Taylor Bradford books trying to find the sex scenes. But isn't Europe supposed to have all those clinics in Sweden and Switzerland that are the epitome of surgical enhancement and anti-aging remedies? So why does every single female cast member look like they ran slower than the slowest angry villager complete with pitchfork and torch. A couple of the males are also looking plenty stormed castled when it comes to defying the creep of years. Granted they might as well have called this Euros: Taking the Trash In. But surely accents can come with eye candy among those pursuing the Hollywood Success story? Instead we have some sort of sick reversed save the children charity drive and instead of hoping for a letter from Manuela once a month thanking me for providing clean drinking water, I get the aged children of several Balkan conflicts pretending to be the cream colored section of an old Bennetton ad.

I'm not a Christmas person at all. But I do love the Hallmark run and the mini-marathon EON(?) did last year. Simply because they make great fillers for lulls when family and friends are over casually. We bring out the snacks and alcohol and have a snarky ole time. Games include "how far have they fallen" -- a sort of six degrees game where whoever lists the most levels of professional step downs to the current role on the tube wins. It makes for a nice break from "who the hell is that?" which is also a favorite (a slightly familiar face that refuses to be identified other than a litany of possible commercial work) Another fun game is "set designer from hell" as we where's waldo and mock the hell out of the storage facility that doubles as an office or the only building they could get that they try to pass off as the front of an airport or hospital. Despite the huge number of steps leading to the main if not only entrance.

Even with the notoriety the show brings I wonder what any these knuckleheads make at the restaurants? I'm sure the higher end eateries in L.A. have professional wait staff that pull down way more than these people do even when you combine their day job wages and what Lisa doles out as "cast" members. So not only is it funny how they project the idea that these are the only places to work but a big part of that meme is that these are somehow the pinnacle of dining establishments. In a four block stretch, let alone West Hollywood. I'd like to have the cameras capture the whole cast going out and finding what a real good wait person can pull down at at high end restaurant if willing to put in the effort and have an ounce of charisma and attraction to pull it off. Such a scenario would be even better if once they are hand held to the realization of what they aren't making, Lisa waltzes in in her usual beruffled smug superiority only to realize that for some reason someone left a large vat of hot tar and a sack of feathers near by. Even better would be watching Jax's T-rex head explode when he sees real male eye candy pull in tips at some of the shirtless-Friday clubs tending bar.

My guess is she is there to be Lisa's offical shit stirrer so Lisa can slur and lisp her outrage, outrage I tell you, that the monkeys Lisa Vanderpump fed fresh fruit and strong coffee now have so much shit to throw. Plus Stassi can provide more excuses so Lisa's Leno jawed daughter can make some appearance that pretend the apron strings (or in Vanderpimp's case the Miss Kitty Dodge City Madam's gown flounces) aren't there. I wonder if the balding son-in-law will also show up more than once since Lisa couldn't sell the wine business as a show with her offspring and trophy husband as leads. After herself of course. Is Tom Schwartz taking enemas? He looked almost yellow in his wan-ness. I think it is funny that despite his success as a model it is a part time waitering gig that Katie claims will give him the financial leg up to strong moneyed independence. Yeah three early dinner shifts and he will be a regular Koch brother.

I don't understand and have come to loathe the Toyota ads with the young hipster lady who takes a ride in her new car and "wins" a storage locker and goes on a special snowflake roadtrip with a guitar. How the fuckitty fuck does the car have anything to do with any of her decisions that any other brand of car couldn't do. Her single sentence line reading is a huge part of annoyance as well.

I always laugh at these ads in a bit of derision because, correct or not, all I get from those ads is "greedy colonial imperialists" prevail.

My guess if you want to know who the luxury auto ads are aimed at, simply track down the "previously-owned" on the titles of all the second hand lux models on sale this time next year. Granted I find both Melissa Joan Hart and Anthony Anderson annoying in anything. But are the Wal-mart ads they are doing supposed to be selling stuff that you find desirable? The stuff looks like it was yanked from the set of a rent to own ad.

Dance? Let's call it like it is --- The Life Alert Shuffle.

She is a horrible host in my opinion. However where else can you tune in and see a woman so determinedly carry out what has to be an art installation entitled "Wearing My Grandmother's Tea Cozys on a Dare". If a sitcom was able to channel the sheer absurdity in written form as displayed the last time Milano walked out for the runway? Damn I have no laughed so hard in a long long time. I actually could not breathe as the ridiculous image she presented. And seeing what she shows up as next is the sole reason I'm going to tune in (though Jay is a handsome man so he might prompt some interest as well).

Vanessa Simmons is ridiculously bad. I'm guessing nepotism kicked the door down and carried her through. I guess it shows how much the shine is off PR and its associational elements thanks to Murray that she was what they settled for as a host. Whoever does her hair and makeup clearly hates her.

I should clarify. Do we know that the house shown by the two clowns who always look like they survived a circus train derailment is on the property that Sheree claimed to be building on when she was last on the show (and is owned by her mother)? On TWOP one of the excellent researchers followed building permits and showed that despite Sheree showing the cameras some dirt moved around, there had been a refusal on that section of land for building permits due to lack of sewage and water line approval.

You're forgetting whatever non-FDA approved protein supplement he is guzzling whenever he can drag his ass to the gym. He is fitter than the average American but for a "model" it is a race between Grandpa's belly and balls in a sag-off. Might be he can't afford a gym membership and every hotel in five mile radius has his picture at the front desk warning off giving him access to the fitness room which is why we see him "working out" in his mock up of a freshmen dorm room. Weepy Tom always had a high hair line so I'm wondering if ironing had to give way to hiding the recession until a new season could afford him some plugs. These people seem incredibly broken. I guess when pandered out by the trashy likes of Lisa Vanderpimp and all her gaudy crass shittiness you have to be the bottom of the social barrel. Even as she binds them in yet another round of servitude as bad service staff in exchange for the idea that they now are "stars" none of them, even dish faced Stassi have gained an ounce of self awareness as to their real position in life. They are food service staff playing food service staff on tv. For a floppy flouncy wrinkles filled with a foot of spackle reality show entrepreneur who thinks Alexis Carrington is still aspirational.

I wouldn't be surprised if Phaedra was behind everything that Apollo was up to. He strikes me as being so wrapped up in his own fairy tale of grandeur he wouldn't even notice her pulling the strings. Her throwing him season after season into some Potemkin Village of Professional Ability was pathetic and transparent in my opinion. Stealing was his only skill set and she knew it. It was pride and an attempt to put up the facade of phony gentility that she over and over has tried to convey; failing miserably she showed her own barefeet in the mud; something she tried to put on others more than once.

I watched a tiny bit of this and I think the biggest weakness of the show is that it followed the silly reality show competition trope of having the "all walks of life" cast. I find it hard to believe that the industry doesn't have ten young women who aren't thirty and shameless enough to do this type of show. Instead more than half of them seem to have all the fashion experience and sense of having watched two episodes of Sex and the City. Instead of casting from the same pool as pretty much every VH1 reality show, they should have stuck to what they would have usually hired in the real world. Ten candidates for such a position would look like ten slightly different versions of the same woman. and in NYC that would include plenty of diversity in ethnicity and skin tone. Yet they actually went out of their way to be "lazy. and I had to wonder if the one lackey who is forced to interact with the cast the most stumbled and instead of saying only one can be the ambassador of DVF she told them only one can be the sole survivor, I mean America's Next Top Model, Top Chef.. dammit, The Bachelor, I mean oh I give up...Seriously it is funny watching them go to such efforts to pretend this isn't a contest. Or a reality show. Maybe until Downton Abbey and Mad Men return to Sunday nights, I should hate watch this and give my brain a rest (not that the other two shows are lofty brain trusts but compared to this...).

Ah if only the world was perfect. Perfect indeed. Then when Graham went over to Sia to thank her, she would have turned around and revealed she was Dawn French all along. And the dancer would run out and pull off her own wig and the unitard to reveal Jennifer Saunders in a ball gown. Slightly less perfect but with potential to exist is French and Saunders are filming their parody as I type. Sia needs to stop being so full of it before mushrooms sprout out her orifices. That was one damn odd show. McConaughey is so full of himself. I have always thought his persona is a heavily affected one no matter how truthful the tiny grain he built it on is. I noticed how he always seems to ever so slightly smile at most of the others as if he was deigning to be there. To the point he also often turned away from whoever was talking. Until he talked, then turning away from Graham to Dunham's overly affected Fangirl. He also tried to stomp on Flanagan's anecdotes I noticed. What a doucebag. He wasn't real thrilled when Flanagan added a quip to his own story and got a bigger laugh. Hathaway seemed to be working a passive aggressive nerve in some silent battle she and MM were waging. I think that is one of the largest gaps between guests let alone guest that essentially "came together" I have ever seen. So big I really wish Sia had come over and sat on the couch even if behind a screen to see if Hathaway would leap in Dunham's lap instead of getting closer to the guy who thinks Halloween is every day and he is going as a cured tobacco leaf. I know he is supposed to be sexy (like Channing Tatum is, world's sexiest dumb as nails turnip), but I think until the studies come back on botox mixed with marijuana he should pick a team and use that one thing. The amount of filler in his cheeks is insane most of the time to the point he looks like he is peeking out from between Kim Kardashian's boobs. But even Jessie J and Cheryl Cole with the enormous poles up their asses have never tried to put that amount of distance and their attempts are always people they clearly see as being beneath them. Dunham was on as usual. Annoying twit. She is essentially the hipster's post modern version of fifties neighborhood drunk with the lampshade on his head. It was funny about the cold comfort cuddling because I just watched a couple of old shows and they complained how warm it got under those lights. I guess Hathaway is going for frail vulnerable and yet a girl's girl this awards season. Like her mis-casting in Interstellar has any chance of bringing her a nomination of any type. I will say this for Dunham. She gets Graham. And for all her attention mongering she appreciates the stage he provides and facilitates. I think she is sincere in that and I think it is the one forum that she enjoys enough to not have to be so 'on' . She would be bettered employed with a couple of British people, none iconic so she didn't turn into Gollum trying to wheedle one last glimpse of the ring as she was last appearance. But people she feels equal to. At least, unlike McConaughey she puts forth effort even if half the time it is annoying. Repeating myself but it needs to be said. McConaughey is an insufferable douchebag.

I said asshole. I defined Jim as the asshole. You prefer venomous obsessive. As the means to say he must be gay. Yeah I wish we could call this whole thing off. I'm done.

I never called you an asshole. My post clearly says "Instead we just get the assholes who have all kinds of other issues thrown at us." So unless you are Jim MArchese in this conservation or any of the other reality show men who get labeled just from a matter of a few minutes of their entire lives get their sexual identity defined for them by posters here? I'm not sure how you think I called you an asshole. I did not mean even in the slightest by lack of clarity to accuse someone here of being an asshole. And no matter how great anyone feels about gays, it is still an accusation to determine and declare someone else's sexual identity in a way that says they are lying dishonest and that their gender is something you or anyone else can parse just by hearing or looking at them. I know this board supports the wholoe "it's my opinion policy on the matter. But I since I would never make someone's race a judgement call. Or say their religious ethnicity. I'm not going to sit and let people claim all kinds of happy joyous thoughts about gays still make what I a gay man see as a homophobic rooted tendency. Gay men are some of the worst when it comes to sexual identity shaming and accusing. So you could be the first gay man or woman on the moon and it doesn't mean you can't still practice bad form. So ban me away. But defining someone else by a sexual orientation that he or she does not publicly espouse is rooted in homophobia whether anyone likes it or not. You can think it. But when you start declaring it for them? I say that goes too far. Even if fly all the rainbow flags in the world from your front porch.

Actually there are more ways Jim can not be gay than hours in the day. In no way shape or form does he "have to be" by the behavior we saw tonight. Whether he is jealous for Bobby or of Bobby, heterosexual men tend to have more issues with their buddies than they do their wives and girlfriends. I'm so hoping some day it is the cast member people like and admire and aspire to that gets the "hey he's sooooo gay". Instead we just get the assholes who have all kinds of other issues thrown at us. it's like Ronald Reagan is alive and well.

yes but in juvial fashion

Not going to lie, I immediately went there. Wondered if he had to powder his nose. Or at least readjust his chemistry in some manner.

I never heard any second 't' when she said it. I just heard Texes. Like she thinks she always responds when someone sends her male porn stars. And I loved how almost sanctimoniously proud she was she returned every 'texas'. As if it was one of the chief graces. I so agree about Kathy's mom finally saying the very least someone should have said by now.

In terms of correspondence, I suspect you could add this one: Dear Jim, Hope you and your lovely wife (so glad to hear the results on The Cancer) enjoy this muffin basket and scented candle medley. Keep up the good work. Sincerely Bravo Executive that decided the legally beleaguered Giudices would make for the most Compelling Season of RHONJ Ever.

I don't think there was any doubt that without the football access many of the guests would have found a way to watch the game anyway. For me that wasn't the puzzler. What was the puzzler was picking a date any decent fan knows is problematic three years prior. You know Florida is a big game. And the more important to the standings and season, the more likely it is going to be prime time airing. She ended up thinking she was having it both ways. But really she diluted both. This from a (until recently) diehard family football gathering participant. Home and away games, the fall football season is a huge family multi-month series of events. For the non-football fans who might have traveled and put out considerable outlay, the wedding was a bit of a joke. i can just imagine some of my relatives attending such a wedding and finding it loud and distracting from what they hoped would be a family event and a significant milestone for the family as well. For the footballs fans, no matter how many big screens, the distractions of the wedding would be annoying. Even more so because they aren't cretins so would feel guilty for feeling the need to watch their game. Add in lots of in state fans attending might have season tickets they now have to give up. Even if they get face value, I can just imagine how happy they would be to lose out on going. Let alone if Florida is really high in the rankings and your team manages to topple them. For me she tried to mix two things. Whether it was an odd attempt to match her fandom with her wedding or was some kind of control issue (I have seen way too many weddings the last couple of years where seemingly sweet brides and grooms really put out the entire party of guests in one way or another). She ended up, again just me, really diluting at best the two by mixing them -- making neither the focus they should have been allowed for those who place importance on either. Heck even if you got married on a game day that looks like a gimmee. Or even easier, pick one of the 38 or so Saturday's they don't play. Again, three years in advance. You know when there is a 'by'. i could have been thrilled she was getting married and a diehard fan and I would have been disgruntled even a little with how I had to spend my night in conjunction with both.

Dang! in those recent pics, especially of the one with her head turned to the side, you really can see the amount of work she has had done to her face. I don't see how she can ever recover. I know some people (Kelly Osbourne that little troll) keep saying how beautiful she is. But to me that plastic look is already ugly and in just a few years will take on that Goldie Hawn look of having to much and then trying to simply stop and let thwarted-in-brief nature go back to its regularly scheduled aging process. Or by mid forties she will surpass that Wildenstein woman. She already has that weird "overlay" bit to her face where it looks like the current work floats a bit above the original foundation; a sort of flesh mask effect. I've heard more and more how infants as they develop take significant cues from their parents facial expressions. So yet another way that poor kid has a strike against her.