Oh, where to begin, where to begin? “Miss Advised,” Bravo’s new show about dating experts who don’t actually know anything about dating, started episode two with good news for unemployed dating columnist Julia Allison — she’s been “offered” a “job” “writing” for Elle! After working as a “journalist” for 10 years, this is her dream job! What luck! What’s not mentioned, of course, is that her “job” with Elle was arranged for her by Bravo. Duh, whatever, the arrangement is exposure for Elle so I can’t hate on anyone for pulling strings. Except that even a fake-ish gig is too much for Julia Allison to handle, who breaks down in tears after her totally cringe-worthy call with her new editor, who requested that she come up with some ideas for her column. The stress and fear that she might fail is too much. Why did her mom have to set such high expectations for success by being a speech writer for Nixon? Keep reading »
Full (super long) disclosure: I went into watching the debut episode of “Miss Advised,” Bravo’s latest reality show about three “dating experts” who are unlucky in love, already not a fan of Julia Allison, one of the program’s three stars. Allison, for those of you lucky enough to have gone this long without knowing her, is a bit of an internet celebrity; she was “discovered” by Gawker, so to speak, became a dating columnist for Time Out New York, and spent years blogging the details of her personal life on the web. During that time, she developed a pretty large contingent of “haters” (well, large considering her fame, up until now, has been relegated to the internet) who find her various antics narcissistic, unhinged, and manipulative, if entertaining. (In short, she’s kind of the perfect person to cast on a Bravo reality show, where she’ll fit right in with Ramona Singer, Danielle Staub, and Teresa Giudice.) Those alleged antics have been detailed in depth on a site called Reblogging Donk which, for the sake of complete transparency as I embark on a weekly recap of “Miss Advised,” I read quite frequently (it’s really funny!) and, on very rare occasions, comment.
All that being said, despite my well-established distaste for Julia Allison, I thought it was possible I might actually find something to like about her or root for. After all, I love unhinged, manipulative and narcissistic when it’s on my TV screen — remember how hard I rooted for Courtney on “The Bachelor”? So, did Julia manage to show me — and those who already very familiar with her schtick — a different side of herself on the show’s premiere? And, oh yeah, what about the other two relationship experts, Amy Laurent and Emily Morse? How did they do? Let’s get started! Keep reading »
This weekend, The New York Post printed an op-ed titled “A warning to a new generation of women — don’t let ‘Sex and the City’ ruin your life,” written by “internet celebrity” Julia Allison and her friend Julia Price. At first I was like “huh,” and then I skimmed it and was like “UGH,” and then I read it and found it all sorts of horrifying and insulting and wrong.
The overall problem I find with their open letter to “women” — besides the fact that it’s referencing a TV show that ended eight years ago about women twice the age of most college grads — is that it speaks to a demographic I hardly ever encountered in NYC. Are there tube-top dress wearing, Pink Elephant frequenting, banker-flirting women in NY? Sure. Are most of the women living/moving to the city only interested in those things? NO. So please allow me to speak to the rest of the female population who might also feel slighted or offended by the Julias’ out-of-touch words of “wisdom.” Keep reading »
Writing about one’s personal life on the internet for a living is a tricky thing. We Frisky staffers, for example, have each had to decide for ourselves how much of our private lives and personal thoughts we’re willing to put out there and to set boundaries accordingly. I, for one, decided long ago that certain things that were off-limits here on The Frisky and on my personal blog, City Wendy (or anywhere else, for that matter).
I stay away from intimate revelations about my family, my husband, and my husband’s family. If I’m inspired by friends’ personal experiences, I check with them first before I write about them, and then I’m always careful to give them pseudonyms and avoid providing details that may “out” them. I won’t write (much) about my sex life and I’d never consider writing about anyone I care about in a way that might embarrass them or jeopardize their jobs or other personal relationships …
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