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Feb. 22nd, 2007 02:11 pmMan, the weather was gorgeous yesterday. I was driving down College Street with the window actually rolled down. It was fabulous.
I was flipping through channels the other day and caught a couple minutes of some modeling agency show. There was a model having her hips measured, and when her boss heard she was a size 36, she started screaming at her. That was something I could have gone without hearing. I mean, my hips are 36 inches. Guess I should go load up the gun.
I gotta stop watching cable. Oh, god, speaking of cable TV...
Stupid, stupid Top Design. This judging system is the most arbitrary of all Bravo reality shows by far. There's no rhyme or reason to their choices. The competitors are given clients, but whether they actually please their clients or not doesn't even seem to fucking matter. Carisa won this week for absolutely no reason. Her room was unfinished, cliched, and her client hated it. And the clients were motherloving design students, for god's sake! And that awful orange & green... aaaaugh. Why so much of the green? WHY? I like green a lot, but this gross pea green shit is driving me nuts. And poor Felicia... Ryan basically tells the judges to fuck off, insults their entire profession and claims to only want to be an interior designer as long as he's never given any guidelines (read - he's not about to be brought down by the Man, people), and they kick off Felicia for putting an afghan in the room.
Ryan made his room into a goddamn crazy house. But hey, let's keep him around, because he's good ratings. He flips off the camera all the time, and he designs rooms for cats. They always use his clips in the commercials. So... I'm not too surprised.
I don't even bother to tape the show anymore. I just catch the reruns whenever. And still... still, it's only because of my Todd & Goil love. Once Goil goes (and he will, because he's nice, and because he designs things cleverly, without too many pillows, therefore, he's not long for this show), I doubt even the Todd love will be enough.
Carisa and her stupid fucking pillows. Fucking pillows. Every time I see her rooms, Steve's cushion rant from Coupling runs through my head. She's a fucking nightmare.
My wrist is still killing me. I think it's because I didn't wrap it when it started to hurt, and I've been crocheting a lot over the past couple of days. I've been irritating it rather than letting it heal, probably.
I am going to get quite drunk tonight. It will be fabulous.
I was flipping through channels the other day and caught a couple minutes of some modeling agency show. There was a model having her hips measured, and when her boss heard she was a size 36, she started screaming at her. That was something I could have gone without hearing. I mean, my hips are 36 inches. Guess I should go load up the gun.
I gotta stop watching cable. Oh, god, speaking of cable TV...
Stupid, stupid Top Design. This judging system is the most arbitrary of all Bravo reality shows by far. There's no rhyme or reason to their choices. The competitors are given clients, but whether they actually please their clients or not doesn't even seem to fucking matter. Carisa won this week for absolutely no reason. Her room was unfinished, cliched, and her client hated it. And the clients were motherloving design students, for god's sake! And that awful orange & green... aaaaugh. Why so much of the green? WHY? I like green a lot, but this gross pea green shit is driving me nuts. And poor Felicia... Ryan basically tells the judges to fuck off, insults their entire profession and claims to only want to be an interior designer as long as he's never given any guidelines (read - he's not about to be brought down by the Man, people), and they kick off Felicia for putting an afghan in the room.
Ryan made his room into a goddamn crazy house. But hey, let's keep him around, because he's good ratings. He flips off the camera all the time, and he designs rooms for cats. They always use his clips in the commercials. So... I'm not too surprised.
I don't even bother to tape the show anymore. I just catch the reruns whenever. And still... still, it's only because of my Todd & Goil love. Once Goil goes (and he will, because he's nice, and because he designs things cleverly, without too many pillows, therefore, he's not long for this show), I doubt even the Todd love will be enough.
Carisa and her stupid fucking pillows. Fucking pillows. Every time I see her rooms, Steve's cushion rant from Coupling runs through my head. She's a fucking nightmare.
My wrist is still killing me. I think it's because I didn't wrap it when it started to hurt, and I've been crocheting a lot over the past couple of days. I've been irritating it rather than letting it heal, probably.
I am going to get quite drunk tonight. It will be fabulous.
