Tyra Banks is great because she fluctuates between lunatic and wannabe Oprah TV feminist icon without warning. It sometimes happens in the middle of sentences. Even though I can’t think of anything more annoyingly earnest and angsty and than putting together an entire episode of a show that should be about paternity testing and angry teen makeovers so that it’s entirely focused on thinking about vaginas, this is mildly entertaining.
Two things I’m really glad happened here: one, they cleared up that real vaginas aren’t made of velvet and satin – write that down illiterate toothless housewives in the south. Such a great point to make.
Also, it’s good that Tyra Banks insisted on telling about her own experiences squatting over a small hand mirror at her mother’s instruction and that the moment it got awkward after telling that story and insisting that her horrified guest do that tonight at home, she cuts the tension and throws to an ad break. It would have been much better if she’d just sat there for a moment. Just an extra ten to twenty seconds, staring at the petrified white woman. Nobody moving, just sitting there…letting the imagery download.
Two things I’m really glad happened here: one, they cleared up that real vaginas aren’t made of velvet and satin – write that down illiterate toothless housewives in the south. Such a great point to make.
Also, it’s good that Tyra Banks insisted on telling about her own experiences squatting over a small hand mirror at her mother’s instruction and that the moment it got awkward after telling that story and insisting that her horrified guest do that tonight at home, she cuts the tension and throws to an ad break. It would have been much better if she’d just sat there for a moment. Just an extra ten to twenty seconds, staring at the petrified white woman. Nobody moving, just sitting there…letting the imagery download.
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