And now Top Model is over. Our Wednesday nights at 8 just got a little less booked (thank god: juggling Pushing Daisies, Top Model and Bones was starting to get to me. What kind of monster expects you to choose between Tyra Banks, David Boreanez, and baked goods?). Too bad this cycle didn’t go out with much of a bang. Well, unless you’re counting Tyra’s spectacular finale wardrobe. And we are:
“Heather: And the SECOND ONE, with the sharp shoulder pads … somebody wants to be Joan Collins.
Jessica: I also thought she sort of looked like she had just beamed down from the mother ship.”
I know what you’re wondering: But how did National Treasure: Book of Secrets play into this? I wish I could explain that myself. It just DOES. Read and comment here, my gentle readers.