America's Next Top Model

After ten seasons, I hope you know about America's Next Top Model. And the fact there are a zillion shows just like it with out countries hosting.

But we don't care about Australia and Scandinavia's Next Top Model.

We care about the American version.

Because there are Americans in it.

And we, as Americans, are in love with the drama fest that is ANTM.

I know that I cannot turn away from the countless cat fights, runway challenges, photo shoots or the elimination of one girl per week. It is so fun to watch people who aren't terribly pretty pull off amazingly beautiful pictures that have been heavily editted and treated and made even more stunning. And watching their lithe, tiny bodies sashay down the runway in clothes that no one would wear in real life.

From watching ANTM, one can learn a lot about high fashion, fashion, modelling and the brutality of prettiness.

In this particular cycle, cycle 10, there are several girls that I like (such as Claire, who is the skinniest mother I've ever seen as well as Whitney, the opinionated "plus-size" model) as well as many that I do not care for in the least(such as Marvita, who is gone now thankfully as well as Fatima who is a total bitch and there is no other way to put it). And though I realize that these girls' images are being filtered and manipulated through cameras and editing... I like the drama and the stereotypes, etc present in the show.

But now I am going to go eat my Lays Stax, drink my calorie-laden Sunkist and watch people practice runway walks and enter into easily-avoidable catfights. HOORAY!