“This bitch is back!” declared Tila Nguyen, better known as MySpace queen bee Tila Tequila, as she risks A Shot at Love, again. The second incarnation of the show remains a battle between the sexes, who must figuratively and literally hold the key to her bisexual heart. The ladies won the first challenge, a “sexy” dance-off in a cage, and had intimate one-on-ones that were really make-out sessions. Serenity received a pep talk from Lili that degenerated into open-mouth tongue wagging, which inspired the wrath of Tila, who barked, “Give me back my key, and get the f— out of my house.”
The boys headed straight for the bar, and it wasn’t long before the required macho posturing and stolen kisses ran amuck. But there was also drunken Mohawk love overtures to a plastic cup, caped not-so-super super twins, a hunky cop who tried to mount Tila doggy-style and, the worst-of-the-worst, a guy who literally gifted his love-stick. They were sent packing. The all-around bad boy behavior seemed to imply that they don’t think much of their competition. As Chad so eloquently put it, “Chicks love whang-bone.”
The show makes no pretense that it’s a low-brow sex and circus sideshow, but Tila, among the glittering grotesquerie, seems a radiant beacon in her need to love someone. Her popularity stems from this sincerity and the contradiction that she looks like a fantasy, some remote Manga-comic vixen, and the real question becomes: Can someone in all her plastic androgynous glory receive real love? …
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Who would have guessed that under Dale Talde’s product-laden head of hair beat the heart of a true blue jock? In last week’s Top Chef, Chicago-native Dale won the elimination challenge with a Chicago Bears fan-favorite tailgating dish, and realized a dream of meeting football legends Gale Sayers, William “The Refrigerator” Perry and Richard Dent, who gave him a “touchdown” score for his tandoori baby-back ribs. In jock-speak, Dale said, “Feels good. I gave a little M.J. fist pump and a little Sammy Sosa to the sky.” Suddenly he’s become a real contender for Top Chef and a bit more well-rounded than expected. …
In this week’s Step It Up and Dance, the dancers battled it out in a makeshift dance smackdown, which resulted in the red team pressing their hands together, Thai style, and bobbing their heads to single out Michelle Camaya. But Michelle didn’t realize just how she was dissed. The point of a smackdown is to make fun of one’s weakness; in this case, bad dancing technique or style or annoying personalities and habits, but to make a nod on race seems an insult, especially since I’m making the educated guess they got it wrong as she is Filipino American. Michelle herself seemed caught up with the idea that all Asians are alike, and when saved by the judges, she thanked them with hands pressed in prayer and a nod of her head.