I am watching How Do I Look on style, watching this incredibly judgmental little bitch verbally eviscerate a goth-styled gal. I'm unfortunately mesmerized, because I love shows like this, but I'm also torn about the actual subject matter. This woman has her own style and ways of doing things. Since she doesn't fit in, they have to "fix" her.
The concept of it is maddening.
Meanwhile, this little hussy host is calling her out, and her so-called "friends" are helping the host throw out her clothes.
"I'm pissed."
"Why?"
"Because you just threw my life out a tube!"
Bitchface's theory: your clothing needs to match your personality. Since Melody isn't constantly talking about death, then the dark clothing doesn't match her. I'm just sitting here gawking. Can we at least get a likable host? Maybe one of the Queer Eye guys?
I actually don't know that I have a style. Maybe something vaguely rock-inspired. I don't really have style icons; I do like what I see on Tarja Turunen (who tends to go for the gothic look - but gothic romantic, not gothic dark vampire) and I guess some of the other metal singers.
Oh. Wait. There used to be a nice British lady who hosted this show! I liked her. Why the devil would they replace her with this little trollop?
And I guess it all ends happily, it's just....hell, I don't get it.
Went to Fresh n'Easy after work, picked up some chicken, sliced turkey breast and cheese and some other odds and ends.
My God, there's a show called Jerseyliscious?
That's it. I'm shutting down the television.
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