how on earth, has bravo gone from the bane of my existence to the apple of my eye in a scant few weeks? oh with the rachel zoe show, dastardly villians of proj rungay, and new season of top design with special guests from PROJECT RUNWAY! it's like a fictitious reality design-gasm.
firstly, re: rachel zoe: lovable genius. lovable because her earnestness is genuinely believable. genius because this mico-series, following her and her associate and assistant, shows that she is a real live person and not a harbinger of the apocalypse. also, girl knows her shit. and! invents hilarious and steal-able slang every episode. example: witch vibe. i am using that. now.
secondly, re: top design, how do you confuse blade runner and blades of glory? one is post apocalyptic L.A. the other, shitty will ferrel movie. fat georgia dude and Wisit, the song bird he is, had to design a window display for Jeffery Sebelia. J.S. , sportin an epic 'stach, rightly hates the pink and yellow twee puke fest that the contestants constructed to sit with his sleek modern jacket and knife-ish pant outfit.
maybe i am relaxing taking these shows to be the frivolity and fun that they are; maybe i have a lot of free time; maybe its nice to hear illuminated industry professionals rip minor assholes into the people that you feel need to hear it most, but on any given night there is something cattily current on channel 53. someone tells me that a tv show about hair on this station is equally venomous and a good cathartic hour of visuals.
post script:
OH MY GOD JOHNATHAN ADLER'S FACE DURING THE ELIMINATION OF TOP DESIGN! it is like he smelled a fart at a funeral; he doesn't know if its cool to call someone out on it on account of the over-arching stench of death.
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