I spent an entire day watching America's Next Top Model. I'm not sure why, but I was just captivated. I laughed when I saw one of the girls, actually. I met her over in Paris a few months ago. Let's just say that when I met her, she couldn't do any more day shoots. I really hate Janice Dickenson. Liese can vouch for me. Every time she came on the TV screen, I would throw something. It just doesn't work for her, you know? Simon Cowell can pull off the antagonist role well - I mean, I like him, at least he's honest (or was in the first season). But Janice? My god. I'm going to kill her if I ever go to L.A. Where does she get off telling a girl that just because she's a couple pounds overweight, she's too fat for modeling? Honestly! First, why bother even having a casting call that includes plus-sized applicants - and secondly? She's a big woman, too! HYPOCRITE! Not to mention that I don't think she's attractive at all. I think she looks like someone set her face on fire and tried to put it out with a rake. I mean, she looks like fucking Leona Helmsley for Christ's sake! Like a fish! A really ugly fish. Why is she even judging? She has nothing constructive to contribute. I think they only have her on the show for ratings - there can't be another reason - and PROPS to Tyra Banks for telling Janice that she was the bitch responsible for so many girls feeling like they need to make themselves throw up or take laxatives to make themselves look pretty. I hate you Janice. I hope you die. And yet I continue to watch her on the show. I just love to hate her. And I love the fact that my lovely Liese has curves - I like her curves. I like the fact that she's not a stick. But not my Liese! Her curves are oh-so-curvy and warm. She is perfect ... Well, no one is perfect, but by my standards, she is. And FUCK YOU to anyone who says otherwise. And FUCK YOU, Janice Dickenson. I hope you choke on the collagen in your lips and die. Happy New Year.