Stylista: Party Time
Kittens, we can’t do it. As much as they tried to push mini-Tootie here as a little bitch-in-training, the fact is, she’s just a kid who was probably excited to be on TV. We’d love to rip her to shreds, but even cold-hearted gays like us draw the line at tearing into children.
Her aunt, on the other hand…
This was one of those silly “What if The Devil Wears Prada was a reality show?” type of challenges. We don’t doubt that editorial assistants (or junior editors or whatever the hell it is they’re whoring themselves out for) get asked to perform some fairly menial tasks, but we have to wonder just what the hell Slowey and Zee are thinking with these kinds of stunts.
Does anyone really think that Elle comes across well when they pull this shit? Does this make you want to buy Elle? Do you think an Elle advertiser likes seeing such frivolous, silly crap being done essentially on their dime?
This concludes the portion of our post where we actually utilize brain cells.
And speaking of brain cells…
Come the fuck ON, Katie! As much as we almost/kinda/sorta sympathized with your plight this episode, if you can’t remember the absolute basic aspects of an assignment, honey, it’s time to hang it up and head back to law school.
Enough student drama. Let’s rip the party themes.
“One day, a beautiful, kind-hearted editorial assistant who loved mascara decided to throw her a party but she didn’t have enough money because her ugly step-sister needed money to buy a cupcake after she spent all her own money on a boob job.”
Although if you want to talk wildly inappropriate…
Devin’s shoe closet idea was cute, although we’re not sure how that would work in a practical sense. Besides, shoe addiction tends to be an adult woman thing. Little girls like the jewelry and the purses and the makeup more.
And finally, the disaster to end all disasters:
The girl definitely has a future in the industry.