Finally, America’s Next Top Model has outwardly embraced what it’s been dying to be about for years: drag queens! (They’ll be referred to as DQs for short, mostly because I like to be reminded of Dairy Queen.) Over-the-top DQiness is a Top Model tradition steeped in his/herstory. One of my roommate’s and my most favorite pastimes is shouting a running count of times the girls are expressly styled to look like DQs according to the whims of the J’s. Usually the count climbs up to at least 40, especially during photo shoots. "Annnnd you’re a drag queen… Oh, hey, a drag queen…. DRAG QUEEN!… Woman… oh no wait… drag queen." We even have a theory that, led by the draggiest Q of them all, T-Banks herself, the panel selects contestants with the sole criteria of "But would she make a good drag queen?" So imagine how thrilled I was by last night’s photo shoot, in which the girls dressed up as guys and partnered up with real-life DQs (read: hired actors), gender-bendering us beyond our wildest dreams! Who’s the DQ in the photo? Her! No, him! That’s a she. You’re a she. He. She. Ruffles. Miss J.
I also loved how, just when we thought the show couldn’t become a bigger bubbling vat of liquid crack mixed with leggings, biscuits (for Twiggy) and bad hair weaves, a stubble-faced Diana made this shrewd remark to Renee during Jael’s photo shoot (pictured — no really, the female is on the left): "Jael looks like a crack-head!" This was subtitled, for our benefit. And it’s true. Just yesterday I saw an almost identical-looking crack-head on the subway. Is crack-head even supposed to be hyphenated? The producers would definitely know.
Actually, this could fall under a new PopWatch series called "I don’t know what they’re on, but can I have some?" Except I just decided they were on crack. I sure did crack that code! Next time, then.
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Jael is cracktastic for at least half of all of the episodes. And I should know because like Jael I am also from Detroit, home of crack.
Go Natasha! With her tricked out bubblegum wrapper grill, she rocked it as a DK (drag king)!
Jaslene as a man could have been on freakin’ GQ
I wish Tyra would get over it and pay her writers. The show has been so insufferable since they left. Too much “improvised” sing alongs and flamenco dancing by the judges. Just because you embarass yourself does not mean that you are entertaining.
haha… so true. they should have changed the title long ago. i love the antics of the panel and i love how these clowns are all in charge and they get away with making the girls do the most ridiculous s—-! watching “drag queens” is the ultimate form of escapism once a week. because seriously… what the hell are we watching?
Okay, if we can’t have Whitney back writing the ANTM TV Watch, can we have Annie? This blog entry had more laughs than all of this season’s TV Watch columns put together! I’ve never watched Dancing with the Stars but I might start just because of all the funny stuff Annie writes about it.
Oops, below I meant to say “This blog entry had more laughs than all of this season’s ANTM TV Watch columns put together”
Chris, it’s not Tyra’s fault that the writers don’t have health insurance. (It’s not pay they’re complaining about.) It’s the network, CW, that’s responsible for paying that out.
I would make a joke about how Tyra has been looking like a drag queen lately but she actually looked decent on the last episode.
I honestly think that Jazleen is a tranny – and yes, I am serious. I honestly would not be surprised if there is a “very special” episode of ANTM where Tyra talks about diversity and acceptance. I know this sounds crazy, but I really feel like s”he” was/is a he. When I saw “her” last year I thought she was a drag queen and after this weeks episode it hit me like a ton of bricks – she looked so good as a man because she probably was one at some point and time. And before ya’ll say I am crazy think about it – it is TOTALLY something Tyra would do.
What about that picture reeks of the 90’s to me? This is not a good way to start my work week – lost in 90’s nostalgia again. Dread…