Julie’s ANTM Redux
Julie stopped by for the night on her way back to Cleveland. She needed some cheering up so Dave, who was already coming over to watch America’s Next Top Model volunteered to play beauty shop. It was his contribution to the quest for Julie’s supreme weddin’ do. Sweet Belle’s gettin’ hitched in June (tears welling).
As Dave back-combed, 50 Cent dumped front runner for America’s Next Top Stalker, Jael in the pool. Dionne blubbered like a baby about her baby in front of Beverly Johnson who looked glamorous and stoic, like a really hot Easter Island head.
Even after a come to Jesus meeting with Tyra and the girls, Renee is still one creepy, insincere gesture away from starring in a straight-to-video remake of The Bad Seed.
Compared to these flibberty gibbets, Jaslene is starting to look like the president of U Mich’s Young Republicans chapter. She’s still fierce though, and I love her best. I want her to call me out of the blue at work one day and tell me how she nails every thing, always. I’d tell her, “Yes you do. And if Renee disses you one more time, you have my permission to trip her as she’s bends over to light a cigarette from one of those silly outdoor gas logs.”
Julie started channeling the models.
Sarah went home last Wednesday. Nice girl. She was a little too Sheboygan Soccer Mom for me though, so I wasn’t disappointed.