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On this week’s episode of the drunken love child of Project Runway and America’s Next Top Model otherwise known as RuPaul’s Drag Race, it is not possible to focus on anything after Ru appears wearing the above suit. LOOK. AT. IT. It’s like two Lisa Frank bunnies dropped a handful of acid, ate a four-pound bag of Skittles, and gave birth to the greatest sartorial achievement since Maggie Gyllenhaal’s 2009 Golden Globes dress. But I digress. Read More
On this week’s episode of RuPaul’s Drag Race, the show followed in the footsteps of Project Runway and America’s Next Top Model and mined the world of wrestling for inspiration. For the main challenge, the queens were divided into three teams of four to compete in a ringside bout of WTF: Wrestling Trashiest’s Fighters. I’m not sure why this continues to be a theme on reality shows—is wrestling even a thing still?—but since it’s Drag Race, I’ll allow it. Read More
We love Portlandia, so we were tickled by the new Entertainment Weekly-exclusive short Portlandia: Deam of the 1890s. I wonder how they get through their takes, 'cause I can't hold back the laugh-tears. I especially love Fred Armisen's faux-bearded face in this one, and Carrie is as hilarious as ever. This could easily apply to Brooklyn, too. Go ahead, watch:  It's as if President McKinley never got assassinated. 'Portlandia': Go back to the 1890s with Fred and Carrie --EXCLUSIVE VIDEO [Entertainment Weekly] Watch Portlandia on IFC Friday nights at 10 PM/9c. Read More
As a kid, I never really understood the appeal of paper dolls. I needed a toy that could survive my rough and tumble antics at playtime, and the wispy slips of people-paper just couldn't keep up. In my tiny yet destructive hands, paper dolls easily (and often) became confetti. Since I've grown up (I guess... I'm taller now, at least) I've mellowed out a little and have taken to watching online TV as an alternative to destroying my belongings. My newest Netflix addiction: Arrested Development. Read More
I know Toddlers & Tiaras is messed up. I know! It goes against so many of my core beliefs as a feminist. I shouldn't feed into a society that gussies up children in layers and layers of makeup, spray tans, and false teeth. Not to mention the problematic revealing costumes and way-too-mature dance routines. But every once in a while, I have to watch, because hot damn those kids say the darndest things about pizza and cats. And I don't care what anybody says: there's nothing wrong with a 25-year-old woman sourcing child beauty-pageant queens for poses to use in bar photo booths. Read More