Posts tagged ‘Bravo’

Celeb Sighting: Perry Ullmann on the N

Why oh why am I cursed with the ability to attract and detect Bravo reality TV celebs? Last Saturday, riding the N (late night) from Park Slope uptown, who should sit across from me but Perry Ullman of Make Me a Supermodel Fame? One day I’ll score someone like Beck, I promise. 



December 8, 2008 at 6:28 pm 2 comments

Top Chef is Getting Ugly


Spoiler Alert! – If for some reason you DVR’d the first three episodes of Top Chef New York and still haven’t found time to watch them, and have somehow been able to avoid the endless, 24/7, marathon of re-runs on Bravo, you may want to wait til after you’ve savored the deliciousness of America’s bitchiest cooking show before continuing with this post.

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November 30, 2008 at 12:30 pm Leave a comment

Bravo is Back in My Life

Actually Bravo never left, and god willing, it never will. It’s like the marshmallow fluff in my TV-watching schedule (where Seinfeld is the protein-filled peanut butter): perhaps it is just sugar and empty calories, but goddamn is it good. Like I would never make it a point to go out of my way to eat marshmallow fluff, but if someone put a bucket of it in front of me, who am I to not inhale it like life-giving oxygen?? And while it’s true that I spend way too much time watching Bravo in between meaningful programming (damn you, Real Housewives of New York!) Bravo has made the leap from reality TV to just plain reality. I had gone quite awhile without seeing a Bravo “celeb” (after a rash of Top Chef contestant sightings in the Spring) until last week when I rode the F train next to Stella Zotis from this season of Project Runway (the leather queen with the boyfriend named Rat Bones). And just last night, I spotted Perry Ullmann (skeet!!) from Make Me a Supermodel. Almost no one watched that show, but I was obsessed with it, and even cut off all my hair after being inspired by one of the model’s haircuts. And while she did end up the winning model, I daily regret this haircut decision (because I am not the winning model. Or a model.) I can only hope that Perry reads this post like Holly read and even commented on the one Olivia wrote about her, after she was spat upon (figuratively, of course) for being lost in Union Square.


My point is this: there is no point, except that I watch way too much fucking reality TV. And, after seeing what seems like 90% of the people who have ever been on a Bravo show, I’m starting to think Time Warner may be using radiation or microwaves to read my mind or something. This is turning into “Zoolander,” I can just feel it. Stop following me Bravo! Get out of my head!! Or give me a job. Make up your mind.

October 4, 2008 at 8:49 pm 1 comment

Stephanie Wins Top Chef, All is Right With the World

The Top Chef Finale was tonight, and hence my #1 priority today. It wasn’t quite as epic and exciting as last year’s finale, which was broadcast live as the three (all fairly talented and likable) contestants found out in real time who got that spanking $100,000 prize furnished by the Glad family of products, but kind of exciting nontheless.

To be honest, Lisa should’ve been kicked off the show after about halfway through. The fact that Dale and Antonia went home before her was a complete abomination, because both of them were obviously more talented in the kitchen and personality departments. I had a theory that the only reason she made it to the final three is that she’s the villain, and they always have to have a villain make it to the end (for example, Tiffani, Season 1; Marcel, Season 2; and Hung, Season 3) whether they are qualified or not (this time, she was not). Sitting down to the finale tonight, I said, “If Lisa wins this thing, I am going to shit my pants,” and about 3/4 of the way through, I was really concerned I might end up sitting in my own doo-doo. Much to my surprise, according to the judges, Lisa pulled out a pretty solid and delicious meal, while Stephanie’s had a few more missteps. And poor Richard looked like he was about to cry the entire time – his dishes seemed to lack his usual brilliance/weirdness, and was obviously the least favorite throughout the meal though he was probably the most accomplished chef of the three.


June 12, 2008 at 12:16 am 4 comments

Working Out is Work, Right?

As I sit around my boyfriend’s apartment, blogging in my underwear in front of a window with no curtains or blinds, I can’t help but feel a little depressed at being the only one on the team without a job. In fact, it’s possible that I’m the only one who graduated from NYU this month and doesn’t have a job. And not for lack of trying, mind you. I’ve applied to at least three jobs a day and been to dozens of interviews since I graduated on May 17th, but to no avail. My solution to my unparalleled amount of free time and dwindling financial resources? Join the gym. Because, if someone isn’t going to pay me to come out and work, it makes sense that I pay someone else to come and work out. $50 a month, to be exact. (It’s not a bad deal – graduates special! Thanks, Crunch, for catering to my desperate need of a way to fill time!)

I was afraid this might happen – that one day I would graduate from film school, and, gasp! No job! Hey NYU, what was all that talk about “the world is waiting for us”? Now I can only assume the “world” they spoke of was the world of food service, minimum wage retail, and malls, malls, MALLS! Looks like there aren’t hundreds of jobs just waiting to be filled by young 20-somethings who know how to load 16mm film but don’t own their own HD rig. So, I’ve always had a plan B. (By “always” I mean, since about a month ago.) Plan B, for a failed film/TV career, is to join the gym and spend all my free time being unemployed working out and getting ripped. Then, after reading some books on nutrition and anatomy, my muscularity will easily qualify me to be a personal trainer. I got this idea after watching “Work Out” on Bravo. I get all my good ideas from that channel (another, slightly more costly, Plan B is to go to culinary school and cook my way to Top Chef, winning the $100,000.)


May 31, 2008 at 12:06 pm 9 comments

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