Our Super Sweet 13 - 
by J-Unit
I have been anticipating the new season of America's Next Top Model for some time, and it couldn't have come on a better day. After lamenting all of the bad things that happened on Tuesday, everybody in the TVgasm offices, nay everybody in America, needed a pick me up. While some people were still hoping the find enjoyment out of some dirty box in a dirtier hole (we're not talking Janice Dickinson folks), a good portion of us were focusing on something entirely more entertaining. That's right, it was a TWO HOUR premiere episode of America's NextTop Model. I rarely ever get the privilege of recapping two hour premieres or finales, so that combined with my usual heightened state of arousal whenever Tyra enters the television screen makes it for one happy evening. It's so much stuff, I'll have to give it to you in two parts.
A lot of people have complained that a lot of the girls in the last few seasons of ANTM have not really been spectacular in the looks department. I tend to disagree, at least with the complaints. We are trying to find girls who will make for great television. Winning ANTM does not mean that the world will be forced to see that model everywhere they look. They still have to make it in the modeling industry to infect us any further than this show, so why do I care if they don't have a chance in hell of gracing the cover of Vogue? If you absolutely must find the next Kate Moss, do it the easy way. Buy some coke, find a trendy club, and hang out in the bathroom. After you send away Paris and her friends, somebody suitable will turn up.
Audition tapes are a given commodity these days in reality programming, and ANTM fits the bill. Personally, I really don't find these all that humorous. People record themselves and complain about: A) how nobody thought they were pretty when they were growing up B) how small their town is and how they want to experience new things C) how poor their family is and how it will change their life D) Some combination of the above. OK WE GET IT. It's not like they aren't going to all be catty bitches in the space of about 15 minutes. There was one good audition, and that was from Tyra herself, who sent along a fake audition tape. Hailing from Inglewood, she did a little dance and told Jay Alexander she'll show her a thing or two. Now that I think about it, Tyra's skit wasn't that funny either.
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