Archive for October 2008
Happy birthday, Sally Kirkland. Every red carpet needs a girl like you.
Much to my surprise, Stylista just got a thousand times better. After a so-so premiere, the show is shaping up to be a classic of its genre, all because of Ashlie.
It usually takes a few episodes for rivalries to form. Megan, however, came into the house swinging. Although Kate was her target, Ashlie quickly saw through Megan and called her out on her bully tactics. Calling her something like “the spawn of Satan and Rosemary’s Baby,” Ashlie instantly became my reality show hero.
I don’t know if I’ve seen a good guy/bad guy rivalry like this since CariDee took on Smellrose on America’s Next Top Model. I just can’t wait to see what happens next.
In other news, Jason needs to learn how to chill out and Anne Slowey shouldn’t wear poochy brocade dresses.
Fifty-year-old Tonya Lee Williams recently returned to her role as Dr. Olivia Barber-Winters on The Young and the Restless. Yes, she’s FIFTY YEARS OLD. It’s positively dumbfounding.
Tonya started out as a Miss Black Ontario winner and a dancer on CityTV’s Boogie! My favorite Boogie! moment ever was when Tonya was modeling in the Funky Boogie! Fashion Show, a regular segment on the program. Tonya danced around in emerald green harem pants with a matching tube top and turban, as the announcer remarked “Tonya’s kickin’ out all the jams in this funky shade of green.” To this day, that line still brings tears to my eyes. I don’t know if I’ve ever laughed harder at anything in my entire life. For whatever reason, it just cracks me up.
Tonya became a regular on Y&R in 1990, but her character has been mostly absent for the past few years. I hope she’s back to stay for awhile. Y&R has a tremendously long memory, and Dr. Olivia has several unresolved issues in Genoa City. Just for kicks, I’d like her to sleep with Brad again. Oh, the memories . . .
Anyway, I don’t know what she does to stay so young looking, but someone needs to ask her. Maybe the girls at FASHION could find out and write something about it in the magazine. In my not-so-humble opinion, it’s worth a feature. Whatever she’s doing, I need to start doing it yesterday.
Happy birthday, Eva Marcille aka Eva Pigford. You’ve gone from my favorite primetime show to my favorite daytime show. There’s nothing you can do now to make me like you more.
Cover: Winter 1983
Context: Tennis player Björn Borg retires after winning five consecutive Wimbledon championships. Agyness Deyn is born on February 16 in Manchester, England. Michael Jackson’s “Billie Jean” begins its nine-week run at the top of the charts. Attempting to remove a piece of gum stuck to her Norma Kamali shoe, Ceri Marsh serendipitously invents the moonwalk.
Points of Interest: Designer Perry Ellis died just three years after his interview with FASHION. He was one of the first public figures to succumb to AIDS.
What Tyra Would Say: “Where is the girl who won this week’s posing challenge with Benny Ninja? All I see is a catalogue model.”
What Auntie Fashion Says: I’d like to know what “dangers” of the “physical life” are mentioned inside the magazine. Athlete’s foot? Headband chafing? Legwarmer mania?
Happy birthday, Winona Ryder. Let’s go on a shopping spree for your birthday! We’ll start at Saks and see where that takes us.
Since Project Runway runs on Canadian TV about a month later than it runs on US channels, I don’t blog much about it. By the time I get around to talking about the episodes, everyone else has already forgotten about them.
However, I don’t believe that anyone will be able to forget the avant garde/astrology challenge. I’ve never seen uglier dresses on the show. It was a nightmare from start to finish.
As I’ve mentioned before, my friend Greg is the author of Cosmically Chic: Discovering Your Fashion Style through Astrology. He called me the moment Heidi Klum mentioned that this episode’s challenge would be based on astrology. I don’t even have call display, but I picked up the phone and said “Yes, I’m watching!” instead of “Hello.”
For the next hour, I had to listen to him rant and rave about the inanity of the challenge. Apparently, Greg has sent letters off to both the Canadian and the US version of the show, pitching a challenge based on a less-literal interpretation of the zodiac signs. Obviously, no one ever got back to him.
Anyway, he really is onto something. His book is quite perceptive, and his comments last night made a lot of sense. He also sent me a scan of a sidebar titled Star Standards from a two-page spread he sold to the National Post. It was a list of archetypal images from Hollywood that — in his opinion — defined the style of their zodiac signs. Libra’s icon was “Rita Hayworth flipping back her long, luxurious hair in Gilda.”
Now I can buy that. While we were talking on the phone, Greg mentioned the word “refined” to describe Libra. He also described the sign’s style as “sophisticated, intellectual and tasteful.” In the meantime, Blayne was crafting a dress that Michael Kors aptly described as “pooping fabric.” Kors seemed to know a lot about astrology, Greg noted. He also mentioned that Kors’ sophisticated designs for Celine were mentioned in his book as a prime example of typical Libra style. Now I certainly didn’t see Celine anywhere in that hideous mess.
Thankfully, the stars aligned and Blayne got the boot. Jerell won the challenge with another weird excursion into the thrift store of his mind. The rest of the designers created a whole lot of ugliness without really paying attention to the astrology brief or the avant garde nature of the challenge. In Greg’s words, it was “a wasted opportunity, from start to finish.”
I couldn’t agree more.