Mini caps of Top Chef Just Desserts and America’s Next Top Model
Top Chef: Just Desserts
There was more drama on last night’s Top Chef Just Desserts. First the chefs have to make a wedding cake in an hour and a half. But not really because the cake part is already made. Sort of.
Anyway, some of them turn out some lovely cakes, some look like they could have been decorated by my five year old. There is ignoring of the challenge, there is crying, and there is a set of really goofy looking glasses.
The elimination challenge is a bake sale competition between a school’s pep squad and their glee club. The pastry chefs are split into two teams, and as often happens in these sort of circumstances, one team works well together, the other…….not so much.
Come back in a few days for the full recap and we’ll discuss peanut butter hoarding, baked bakers, and resentment flavored cookies. See you there!
America’s Next Top Model: P-Baby Walker
Greetings, Gasmii! This week on ANTM, we FINALLY got what we’ve been waiting for drama wise in the form of an Everyone Hates Kacey mutiny lead by Lexie, the ugly Duff sister. Since Kacey doesn’t like to socialize with the other idiots in the house, she is accused of being fake. Humorously Kacey says she’s fine riding solo (Jason Derülo = hate. Stop plucking your eyebrows and singing annoying songs. Also, what kind of R & B singer from Miami, FL has an umlaut in his name? From now on I will only answer to P-Bâby.) Her reasoning is that there can only be one winner anyway. Which I’m willing to wager is not going to be Kacey.
The challenge this week saw the models hit up Knott’s Berry Farm to ride the Silver Bullet (which I’m pretty sure is available by mail order via the world wide web) and maintain their model composure while striking a pose for the end of ride tourist picture that everyone always looks like garbage in. Instead of Jay, Nigel attends this challenge, making this episode ten times more watchable immediately. After acting irrationally about riding a totally kick ass roller coaster, everyone treats Chris like she’s discovered the cure for cancer as she overcomes her phobia. I’m pretty sure Knott’s Berry Farm tends to fall in line with the rules and regulations of amusement park rides so I don’t know what the BFD is. Now if they take this challenge to the “carnival” that sets up in the parking lot of Big Lots down the road from the P-Baby house every August, you’ve got yourself some legitimate concerns.
The photoshoot had the girls posing with some dead crustaceans and mollusks which looked absolutely disgusting and also made me reminisce for the days that Mama P-Baby would take little P-Baby to the Chinese grocery store. Matthew Rolston is the guest photographer who I guess is a big deal in the fashion industry but I kept getting him mixed up with Mark Ronson in my head which makes me wish Amy Winehouse would pull herself out of her whiskey bottle and make some goddamn music. The photoshoot is fairly drama free except for Liz whose pain in the ass tendencies rear their ugly head. Check back in a few days to find out whose photos rocked and who succumbed to the slimy tentacle of doom.