Hello! It's Friday night, and I'm on the sofa (in my YOGA PANTS, Clinton and Stacy) waiting--WAITING--for Stacy's talk show to start. But first we have Behind the Seams.
If you all tell them that I wear yoga pants EVERYWHERE, do you think I can get on WNTW? Please? Also tell them that I need a haircut and some color, like YESTERDAY. Seriously.
Every so often, Stacy shows up in a dress that makes me say, What the . . . ?!?
Like that brown one, from the ambush.
I actually find it refreshing that she sometimes looks a little off, because most of the time, I look at what I'm wearing and think, What the . . . ?!?
Why I could never be a television stylist: TWO EXTRA HOURS to get Stacy ready? Are you KIDDING?
I'll stay behind the computer, thanks. Although I might look a lot better with two hours of work.
Why I would be totally thrown off WNTW: I would walk into the 360 and say one of those words you can't say on television.
Who thinks Stacy will have the grey streak for her talk show? Anyone? Anyone?
IS ANYONE OUT THERE?
Do you see them PLANNING? I want you all to imagine that I do EXACTLY that when I answer your questions. EXACTLY.
Not that I open some wine and flip around at the Banana Republic and J. Crew websites for an hour or so. Noooooo, not at all.
The mannequins are a TWO and a TWELVE? Duuuuuuude. That is WRONG.
I think I own the same jacket as one of the WNTW producers. I feel so CHIC now.
Wade needs to stop eating my M&Ms. And he needs to bring me more wine. He also needs to stop talking to me about saline nasal spray.
Is anyone ever REALLY surprised when Stacy and Clinton show up on Day Two? Everyone always says I WATCH THE SHOW, so don't they know the ambush is coming?
Then again, don't they know WHAT TO WEAR???
Stacy: "I like what that does for your ass."
Stacy London wears rainbow striped socks. I am stunned.
Does it scare anyone else that Carmindy does her own makeup?
And don't get me started about Nick and his hair.
Need more wine.
Wade came through the living room and was mesmerized by Nick; how he's doing a whole routine about SO THAT'S HOW REINDEER LEARN TO FLY.
Also, still talking about nasal spray. Lest you get any mistaken ideas about my glamorous life here.
Other reasons I will never get on WNTW: what's Nick going to do to my hair, short of shave my head?
Oh, well, this week he COULD give me a haircut.
Does anyone else think that Carmindy has a clause in her contract that prevents Stacy and Clinton from getting within fifty feet of her? Because otherwise, how do you explain her extensive wardrobe of LINGERIE?
You know, liveblogging is HAAARD. Partly because I'm really anal and I want to edit and proofread everything and partly because I have a limited attention span and can't write and watch TV at the same time, and partly because Chris is IMing me about other stuff and she's funny so I keep getting distracted.
Plus Wade is still talking about nasal spray.
I need some chapstick.
me: Can you throw me my chapstick? It's on the desk.
Wade: It's not here.
me: Yes it is. Behind the picture of the boys.
Wade: Are you KIDDING?
me: I don't think people who come to see our house need to know that I squirrel Chapsticks away in EVERY ROOM.
Wade: Oh my god.
me: So I've been hiding them behind the picture frames.
Wade: I love you.
me: Shut up.
Time for a new post! And more wine!