Louis C.K. has been on my radar since I watched his "Shameless" special on HBO seven years ago. His eponymous comedy-drama Louie is by far my favorite show on television and I haven't missed an episode. Louie is not as gut-bustlingly hilarious as it is perceptively brilliant. The main character, played by C.K. who also writes, edits and directs the show is a struggling/sometimes successful comedian who is honest to a fault and his observations and reactions to life's situations mirror many of my own. I'd love to pick apart the last three seasons and tell you my favorite Louie moments, but I'd like this post to be about last night's episode, "So Did The Fat Lady," which tackled guilt-ridden fat-phobia, dating standards and self-esteem.
"I love black women, I swear I do," said Blood, Sweat and Heels star Demetria Lucas as she spoke to an audience of black women at her book launch event. Those eight words sent my eyes through the back of my skull as I watched Bravo cameras pan over a crowd of successful black New Yorkers while she finished her speech. For those unfamiliar with shitty reality television, Blood, Sweat and Heels is a show on Bravo! that documents the lives of young, affluent black women trying to make it in New York. It stars a bunch of fashion bloggers, former video vixen Melyssa Ford and the sanctimonious Demetria who is constantly rolling her eyes and calling out cast mates for their bullshit, whether it be drinking incessantly, snooping on their boyfriends or not being feminist enough . I tend to agree with Lucas on most issues, but her judgey tone leaves me at a loss. Lucas doesn't love black women like she swears she does. She reluctantly stands in solidarity with a group of women with the same color of skin. Many of whom she can't stand.
One bitch's quest to love NYC.