Last Friday, Tyra Banks hosted a show on jealousy and friendships. On air, one woman confronted her friend for copying her hairstyle and her wardrobe and also accused the friend of resenting her success. The accused friend admitted that being a cash-strapped single mom made her envious of her friend.
Um, when is she actually gonna do this? I've been overly judgmental about Natalie Dylan, the virgin who is auctioning off her virginity. So before I transfer my judgment to icky Mr. Burns, let me say this: of course she has a right to do it, whether it's because she wants to test the politics of prostitution, for the dough, or because it gets her off.
Joel McHale from The Soup didn't even need to make jokes about this recent Tyra Banks taking a bath story. It pretty much makes the commentary on its own. Step away from the crazy, Tyra.
Tyra Banks has a penchant for playing dress-up (see: episode where she wore a fat suit), but in the September issue of Harper's Bazaar, she's slipping into a power suit to portray Michelle Obama in a fashion spread. While the dress-up stand-in seems odd, the mag has ventured into the politics of mimicry before, featuring fashion models posed next to cardboard cutouts of the candidates.
Given the sometimes questionable authenticity surrounding a campaign, this seems to make sense on a deeper level (candidates = cardboard), but what does the Tyra stunt mean?
"I think I was put on this earth to instill self-esteem in young girls." - Tyra Banks in a New York Times Magazine interview.
Really?!
It didn't happen very long ago, but Tyra's "big" beauty giveaway already warrants a flashback. She gave every member in her audience — wait for it, wait for it — a crystal bedazzled jar of Vaseline. You're jealous, I'm sure.
One can only wonder why we're discussing Janet Jackson's hygienic habits (or lack thereof) on The Tyra Show, but here we are— and Janet seems thrilled. To up the ante on the awkward factor, Tyra introduces everyone to the term "wh*re bath" and gives Janet's armpit a quick sniff. Hey Tyra, that whiff of crass air is coming from you, not Janet!