Girliciousiosity

Tonight’s the night: Girlicious.  8p. 

I will say about this one what I said about the last one.  Girls, you can get your guys to watch this with you if you just spin it the right way.  This is hot girls singing and dancing their sexiest, what guy wouldn’t love to curl up on the couch with you and take that in?

There are some good Girlicious videos on our homepage to get you super stoked and ready to go.  Also, my friends will be on Guadalupe near the UT campus on Wednesday from  about 11a-3p handin’ out all sortsa free fun stuff that you’ll totally want annnnd we’ll have a camera with us so we can take lots of pretty pictures and video starring…you.

You love it.

Get Ready

If fights and trips to the emergency room are the reasons that you watch reality TV, then you must watch the Premieres of Pussycat Dolls: Girlicious (Monday 8p) and America’s Next Top Model (Wednesday 7p).  I got a DVD of them yesterday, and I’m tellin’ you…

I’m already ready already for the next episodes.

America’s Next Top Model is in it’s 10th Cycle.  And there are usually around 14 Finalists, that means there have been 140 potential Next Top Models.  How do they keep finding new people?  This season, I can match at least half of the 14 finalists to a contestent from a previous cycle.  But if I was to vocalize those matches, it’d sound something like this, “she totally looks like that one chick…you know the one who took that one photo with the wierd make up…you know who I mean.”  But I’m right.

And I’m still in the running to become America’s Next Girlicious Pussycat Model. 

I=Stalker

I’m not proud about it, but today I saw Kyle Chandler and Brad Leland from Friday Night Lights outside our building.  And I just watched them from a second story window (sorry Megan).  It looked as though they were here to conduct some type of business.  Kyle is just so dang good looking and Brad is just suuch a nice guy, I wanted to bang on the window and wave, because the teeny tiniest little piece of me knows/believes/hopes/fantasizes that they’d remember me.  And that they’d be all “Hey!  Amber!” hug, hug “It’s so good to see you”.  And I playfully slap each them on the arm and tell them how I shed at least a tear every week.  Then I’d tell Kyle I loved seeing him in The Kingdom, next I’d tell Brad I’m sorry he was so brutally murdered in Comanche Moon.

Now I’m creeping myself out.  I apologize, I have absolutely NO reason why I felt I needed to share this internal moment with the reader(s?) of this blog. 

What the French, Toast?!

Mark it.  February 11, 2008.  Today’s the day that I’m officially sick of Britney news. Hit me baby no more times. 

Look out Lakeline!

Lakeline Mall will never be the same.  We’re goin’ shoppin’ on Saturday!  Well…not really, but we’ll fur sure be at the mall.  You can find us under the HUGE Gossip Girl elevator, by the food court.  You’ll have the chance to possibly get your hands on some sweet CW Austin stuff, movie passes and a mall gift card.  You have to, however, try your hand in our game of chance….(insert ominous laugh here).

Come out and see us tomorrow from 11a-3p!  We’ll make ya famous….kind of.

We’re NOT in Vegas

I would like to personally thank the Red Bull folks for periodically stopping by the station with their silver cans of goodness.  I’m a fan of RB, usually I’m a sugar free girl.  Sugar filled RB only makes its way into my system if it’s mixed with Tito’s or I’m in Vegas.  On this Friday, I am sadly, NOT in Vegas.  So I left the sugar packed RB for someone else to enjoy.

I watched Lipstick Jungle last night and I didn’t hate it.  I do, however still abhor the title.  Brooke S., bless her heart, looks a little older than she did waay back in the toothpaste commercials with the baby.  They had to have been shot months ago.  Those same spots that concidently, BTW, were strategically placed within the show that she stars.  I do like that Andrew McC is a rich punk with a soft spot for Victory (Go Lindsay, Go!).  I, by the way, would have little to no problem with a guy sending a private jet for me…and a cupcake?!  The cupcake, to me, is more meaningful.  Maybe that’s because I love them and due to my stupid body’s “food sensitivities” I haven’t gotten to have one in months.  Well, expect for the mini-cupcake I had last night.

But miniature things don’t count.  Right?

Top Model Exposed!

Tonight at 7p, Top Model is EXPOSED!  Considering they do at least one nude shoot a season, I’m not sure how much more exposed it can get.  Unfortunately, to disappoint some of you, I have a feeling that this show is not a retrospective of the sans clothes shoots over the last 9 cycles.  I’m sure it will be “behind the scenes, never seen footage,” etc.  But we’re definitely gearing up for the new round in my old town, New York!  That makes me more excited for the season.  I might be a California born girl, but I love me some NYC….except Times Square, I do not like Times Square.

Does it matter to you?  Are you East Coast or West Coast?  Or would you rather them just stop messin’ around and bring Top Model to Austin?

Lipstick Jungle

Boys are useless when it comes to details about an event.  Even if it’s their friends wedding you’re attending, you get no help on what the attire is…even if it specifies it in scrolly black and white right on the invitation.  When I ask my boyfriend what to wear his stock response is “it’s a wedding, dress accordingly.” It’s funny and infuriating at the exact same time.  Maybe the part of me that finds this endearing likes that the tag line for Lipstick Jungleis “It’s a Jungle out there.  Dress Accordingly.”  So I’ll watch.  And I might like it, but I’ll probably act like I don’t for at least a little while.  One reason I’m rooting for the show is Lindsay Price, poor girl’s been on so many shows that alllmoooosst make it.  I really want this one to work for her.  Here’s to hopin’.

Avoidance

It’s older than old news that Britney’s a little off.  I’ve read for months about the British accent she does.  I had been, I can only guess, subconsciously avoiding witnessing one of her weirder habits.  Well, I heard it for the first time about thirty seconds ago and it’s unsettling.  I just wonder what would’ve happened had the intervention my co-workers and I staged, via the interweb, shortly after she shaved her head been taken seriously.  I know a few things for sure, the VMAs would’ve been talked about less, the writers wouldn’t be on strike and my boyfriend wouldn’t have moved 1797.8 miles away.  It’s like dominoes, the butterfly effect and “Toy Soldiers”…I miss Martika.  Remember?  She was on Kids Incorporated with Fergie.  I got ready listening to “Glamorous” this morning.  Remember when Jenny on Gossip Girl was signing that song with her choir? 

Step by step

Heart to heart

Left, right, left…  

I went back to Martika.  Keep up.

Don’t Tell

I’m watching a show that’s not on either one of our stations, but the galaxy is collapsing and I have to share. One of the chicks on LA Ink is having a tattoo removed by Will from the first season of Big Brother. I think we’re scarily close to the entire US population being able to add “Reality Show Cast Member” to their resumes. However until that happens, crossover is weird and makes me feel icky.  I shouldn’t know that the tattoo remover was on Big Brother 2.  It’s wrong.