Stylista

You probably won't be surprised to learn that I watched Stylista last night. It combines some of my great loves: fashion, journalism, and reality TV. Here, you'll find my observations on this America's Next Top Model meets The Apprentice reality game show.

Anne Slowey. She's kind of a Devil-Wears-Prada wannabe. I have nothing but the utmost respect for her at the top of Elle Magazine and I know that she needs to do this for the show, but is she really cold like that in real life? And how dare you talk to someone by saying "I only take iced lattes." We all know there's only one Anna Wint-, I mean Miranda Priestly…

The cast of characters is slightly mundane. You can so tell why they picked the people they picked. You have the bitchy girls (and boys), the different looks, and let's not forget Boobs McGee.

Can I just say that if Kate was so worried about not being comfortable in the more conservative clothes she picked, wouldn't she, as a stylish maven hopeful, be able to pick out something fashionable and more conservative, without losing herself? Isn't that the real job of a "stylista"?

I really loved that Ashlie won the ridiculous breakfast challenge, even though she was running late. I'm not sure as to why she got so lost (though the streets downtown are sometimes hard to figure out). If you're running late and unsure of where you are, then hop in a cab lady! Your job depends on it! However, she pulled off a simplistic look, probably by accident with time not on her side. But that just goes to show you that sometimes the best stuff comes out when you're under pressure!

I loathe Megan. She should've gone home. She was the one who said they didn't each need a 30-word blurb. Instead Arnaldo went. He should've opened his mouth and been more forceful during the task and in Anne's office. Such is life, though. Those kinds of people don't get ahead. It's the Megans of this world that sneak their way to the top. It sucks. And big deal, you're a 22-year-old boutique owner. So what? Prove yourself better.

I'm intrigued to continue watching Stylista, probably because I'm jealous and had contemplated trying out for the show. Additionally, it's a different take on ANTM, which, let's face it, is getting kind of old.

Will we have another Andrea Sachs/Miranda Priestly situation on our hands? We'll have to keep watching to find out!

Grammar of Love

"Y-O-U-apostrophe-R-E means 'you are.' Y-O-U-R means 'your!'" - Ross, Friends

So Flavor Flav picked the right gal last night on the "final season finale" of Flavor of Love 3. We can only hope that after seven children and three reality TV dating shows, that it will be the final one (although I love the drama). Thing 2 totally loved him (even though I still can't grasp the concept of kissing him…). I was all prepared to discuss Flay-vore Flayyyvvv, however, I'd really like to talk about the "romantical" evening Black said she was having.

I first heard the word "romantical" when Lo Bosworth told Lauren Conrad that she thought that the dinner they were having at a posh L.A. restaurant was romantical. That's not a word (unless you consult Urban Dictionary, which is hardly an authority)! And it's driving me crazy. Say romantic or magical - but not romantical. From time to time, I'll say it mockingly (mainly because I can't stand Lo). But I know it's not a word!

I've heard the word so much lately and as I watched Flav last night, I heard Black talking about her evening. Where did this word come from? I realize that mainly uneducated people have been saying this on "reality" TV, but being as grammar-obsessed as I am (and I know I'm not perfect - although I'm pretty close haha) I cannot stand it.

Perhaps we need to educate our young ones a little better so they don't make up words or use poor grammar. Or maybe I just need to stop watching reality TV…

Photo: VH1.com

The Hills Are Alive with the Sound of Drama

I watched the season finale of The Hills last night and honestly it didn't really do anything for me. I love the show, despite knowing that it's edited and partially scripted, blah blah blah. However, nothing new happened last night. In fact, the Aftershow was better than the actual finale.

We already knew that evil Lo was slowly driving a wedge between Audrina and Lauren. And that's where they left it, with a single tear streaming down our heroine's face. And as if we didn't know that Spencer and Heidi would reunite into Speidi (I've seen the pics from the Correspondent's Dinner!). But really, how dumb do you have to be to throw away your "job" when your controlling boyfriend follows you to Las Vegas?

Give me a break. You didn't make up with him when he brought you roses at Crested Butte and you freaked out because he was talking to other girls, but when he rudely interrupts you during an important work meeting you forgive him? Please. Oh well, at least the deliciously diabolical Stephanie Pratt was there too for entertainment purposes.

I enjoyed the Aftershow, however. And of course was ever so excited at the previews for Season 4. Why can't I stop watching? I think it's hilarious and ridiculously not reality, but I love love love The Hills! The music choices are especially perfect. I just feel like the finale could have been a little more exciting.

I would also just like to say how excited I am for the Super Sweet 16 Exiled show they showed a preview for last night. Those spoiled girls who got everything they wanted and more, including a stint on TV, now are sent away to remote destinations in Africa, Peru, Thailand, India, and more. I love it! One girl started crying because they were leaving her there all alone - well if you're alone sweetie, who's filming you? You've got the big bad camera crew to protect you. Do we think, though, that this experience will really change these girls for the better? People never change…

Photo: MTV.com Aftershow