In this space, I intended to post another live blog-esque recap of the BNTM recap. It didn't work out. I blame the holidays. I took screencaps and everything (I promise that I would never lie to you, boy), but I don't know, pretty much everything I came up with was lame or confusing. At one point, I was going to do a bit on being jealous of stylist Hilary Alexander's occupational justification for saying things that would otherwise be inappropriate to the girls, such as, "You got a nice ass" -- I, too, would like to be able to do that, except I would want to get paid to say things like, "Lift your balls."
All of this is to say: convoluted, on top of the fact that this aired a week ago now and who cares, anyway? It's for the best that I don't post my ruminations. I did, however, assemble a clips reel of Paula Hamilton, the Janice-esque, former model judge of BNTM. She has the effect of AbFab's Patsy, rehabilitated but none the wiser. For a brief but shining moment (i.e. during the two-hour airing of BNTM 2), Paula was the queen of my world. I salute her:
...and this love comes from a bananas foster enthusiast, btw. Cool bananas, my bum!
So yeah. Like I said, I'm taking it easy this week, though I do intend to put up a year-in-music post at some point. Sit tight. Next week, regular posting schedule will resume.
On an unrelated note: Is it wrong that this has been in my head on a loop for the past two days?