From the moment the imperious music began and the narrator intoned that the Republicans wanted to "kick out" Obama from the White House, CNN left no overwrought TV styling untried.
One of my favorite things (okay, the only favorite thing) about Sarah Palin is her beautiful hair. So perhaps it's only fitting that her hair salon, the Beehive, should get its own two-part reality show.
Do you believe "skinny bitches need to step aside"? That "Big girls don't cry… they freakin' party!"? Oh, and you must "appear younger than 35" to be cast in a new VH1 "docu-series" on fabulously "phat" plus-sized women.
Two seasons and a Dancing With The Stars spot in, Mike Bloomberg still only sort of gives a shit about this Sensation fellow.
The season finale of The Bachelorette fulfilled all of my mildest dreams. It had everything I've ever wanted: love, loss, and a surprising amount of bodily fluids — except for one thing: it was mind-numbingly safe.
Two ex-flames on transsexual demi-celeb Jamie Clayton: "I've never been attracted to any others; I don't think there are any others like her." "Usually when you're attracted to a girl, you don't necessarily respect her." But this one is different!
It was inevitable. I'm surprised it hasn't happened yet. That said, how could one not groan at the news that a production company is casting for the "Super Jappy" answer to Jersey Shore?
When Nikki Finke pointed out that this looks like one of the worst pilot seasons for women on the major networks, several explanations emerged. Several of her commenters' theories about female scriptwriting inferiority aside, what's going on here?