Remember when Tyra made the girls of cycle six of “America’s Next Top Model” pretend they were some broken down dolls? It looks like art is now imitating reality TV. In this spread for Vogue Italia – you know, the magazine that ANTM’s winner gets a spread in? – photographer Tim Walker shoots models Audrey Marnay and Kirsi Pyrhonen as different kinds of dolls. Et tu, Mr. Walker?
Tyra Banks (with the help of Kristin Cavallari‘s butt) may have coined the term “booty tooch” to denote an over-exaggerated arch of the lower back to accentuate the posterior, but it’s hardly a new move. Watch out “America’s Next Top Model” hopefuls, because celebs have been tooching their booties, like, forever, they just didn’t know it had a name. Click through to check out some sexy celebrity booties being tooched.
I’ll be honest, last night’s episode of “America’s Next Top Model” was entirely WTF so this recap is going to be short, because, you guys, Tyra made the models channel different eras of Michael Jackson. Some of the models had to wear blackface! (Early MJ, obvs.) And some had to wear heavy makeup that mimicked his jacked-up plastic surgery. I am not even joking! Alexandria has a butt chin painted on! And then, and then, LaToya Jackson judged! (SPOILER ALERT: In the spirit of Michael Jackson’s sweet nature — yawn — no one went home.)
Naturally, I prefer it when “Top Model” embraces its WTF-ness so this was my favorite episode/challenge possibly ever. Click through these photos to check out how each of the models personified MJ — needless to say, the guy who performs as Michael out in front of Grauman’s Chinese Theater need not fear for his job.
Ann Markley is hardly an “America’s Next Top Model” all-star. Even though she was completely stunning and the judges kept commenting on her incredible potential, she kind of sucked at the competition. Instead of rising to the top of the pack, she became a cranky nag, always picking at eventual winner Eva Pigford. But I am glad to see that, even though she wasn’t picked for the “All-Star” season, Ann hasn’t given up on modeling. Apparently, she’s appeared in Shape magazine and has been in commercials for Travelocity and Wheat Thins. Oh, and here she is in a new commercial for Olay. We’re so happy to see her again that we will kindly ignore the fact that the spot is for an over-the-lip hair removal cream. [ONTD]
Last night’s epsiode of “America’s Next Top Model” was a rollicking good time. It was fun to watch Kristin Cavallari give the girls tips on striking while the iron is hot on their reality TV fame. And I am so excited that the gals finally did an interesting photo shoot—posing atop high fashion stilts. But the most comical part of the episode was during judging panel, when Tyra Banks went gaga over Allison’s photo and reveled in the fact that Allison had popped her butt out to accentuate her shape. Tyra, of course, dubbed this move the “booty tooch” a few seasons back. But she seemed so excited, it was like she had discovered it for the first time. From there, the word ‘tooch’ was repeated about 20 times in a span of 30 seconds. And Tyra asked Kristin to try a booty tooch, while Nigel ended up looking like a dirty old man in this still as he watched her. Welcome to the new ‘smize.’ [AOL TV]
Who can understand the whims and desires of International Top Supermodel and Media Mogul Tyra Banks? For the past several cycles she’s had the inimitable Vogue Contributing Editor Andre Leon Talley as a panel judge for the show, but now rumor has it that he’ll be replaced by PR guru/life coach/”The City” HBIC Kelly Cutrone. Perhaps Talley was over the dreckitude–or perhaps there was a more sinister situation happening between himself and Banks. We can only imagine that two people which such big, uh, personalities may have run into conflict from time to time. In any case, we’ll miss his oversized muumuus and would clamor to sit in his “sa-lon” anytime.
But on with Cutrone, whose sharp tongue and chipper new age-y self help advice will no doubt put a different spin on “ANTM”‘s model panel. (Hell, she’s even wore a muumuu or two of her own during the debut season of “Kell On Earth.”) And now we’ve got a new Cutrone-related drinking game to employ: A swig for every time she’s able to work the title of her 2009 memoir If You Have to Cry, Go Outside, into upbraiding some poor wannabe. [Fashionista]