I HAVE SUCCUMBED: Forget what I said before about "Queer Eye For the Straight Guy". No ambiguity, no hesitation anymore: the show's just adorable.
Tonight's episode won me over. I mean, any show in which the makeover artists say of the subject's girlfriend, "There's a hooker in Trenton who's missing a pair of shoes," well, that's priceless television. Because it's not just a hooker's shoes -- no, we're looking at Trenton-hooker quality, and if you've spent any time in the un-Garden-like capital of the Garden State, you know how low we're looking.
Carson Kressley, thank you.
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