After writing 9,000 words on Saturday and spending Sunday doing, well, everything else I don’t have time for during the week, I sat down Sunday night for some trashy TV. I was out of Pawn Stars and Swamp People and Storage Wars, so I opted for season 6 of America’s Next Top Model, which is just one step up from something like Road Rules or Honey Boo-Boo.
One of the fascinating parts of this show for me on this go-round was noticing, again, how blatantly these young women are developed as grist...
Published on February 16, 2015 08:22