I have always enjoyed the campy/crazy of America's Next Top Model. The photo shoots are always really neat to look at, Tyra always does something dramatic, and someone always cries.
But after twenty minutes tonight I am washing my hands of this show. Dominique was allowed to go on national television and gloat that Whitney was discriminated against. The challenge was group go-sees (fancy model term for "job interview") and Whitney, the plus-size model, was told by the designer she was modeling for that as a size 10 she would simply not be considered as a viable choice. Understandably, Whitney was upset by this, and while Dominique kept her mouth shut in front of her competition, in her taped interview she rejoiced that Whitney's weight would be used against her. Dominique joyfully assumed that because one designer is ignorant and shallow that Whitney would automatically be eliminated.
Well, I am done. I refuse to waste my time on absolutely ridiculous animosity. We live a country where it is unacceptable to dismiss another person because of their physiognomy, except for weight/body size. And while I do not believe that the designer should be required to hire a plus-size model, it is repulsive that another person would be allowed to publicly display her glee over the unjust perception that heavier equals uglier.
Frak that kind of uncharitable perspective. I will find a better way to spend an hour a week.
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- I guess you would like to know a little bit about the person making all these proclamations upon good taste and horrid characters. I'm Andrea and when I was 15 I fell in love. An hour after meeting "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" I was forever altered in the way only love can, and I never questioned for one minute afterwards that television offered me an amazing chance to experience lives and moments that I could never imagine. So now, when I'm not getting distracted by my real life, I write about TV. I also read, am finishing a Master's degree in English Literature, travel, am attempting to learn vegan cooking, am the 5th of 6 children, and drive my roommate nuts by constantly cleaning our already clean apartment. Now that we're old friends, time for you to take my opinions as the be all and end all.
2 comments:
bitches bitches bitches all. frak that indeed. i know how you can spend that hour...get your shit ready to move to Chi-town!!!
That may be the best suggestion I have heard all day. You have to spend an hour clearing a tiny corner for me to curl up in.
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