All I have to say is that Carrie Underwood is the ultimate “Idol,” although she could use a new wardrobe person.
What was she thinking in that dress that looked like someone threw two white flowers on it and then crookedly stapled an enormous hair accessory of sorts to the overteased mop on her head?
Despite her appearance, Underwood’s duet Wednesday night with Randy Travis was classic, but kind of creepy for The Man on the Couch. Randy Travis kept giving America’s “Idol” the eye and a little smile that The Man found disturbing, while I thought it was sweet that the country icon was so in awe of her talent.
As for the elimination, I’m not sure America got it right but I’m glad the judges didn’t use their save on Alexis. The time’s not right and I’m sure it will be needed down the road.
For the next two to go, I’m convinced that although he might be likable, Michael won’t be around much longer. Nor will Megan and her tattoo unless she gets some dancing lessons and a little stage presence that’s not quite so awkward.
At the opposite end of the spectrum, we have Lil’ Rounds. While she might not have had her best week, the R&B diva is sure to shine in her Motown performance that I hope will be an Aretha Franklin or Diana Ross rendition.
And remember, President Obama is giving a televised speech that will pre-empt Tuesday’s show, so everything moves back a day. Next week’s “American Idol” performances will be Wednesday night, followed by elimination on Thursday.
Speaking of eliminations, it’s time to eliminate TLC’s “Toddlers and Tiaras.” Most bad reality shows are actually fun to watch — they take your mind of the rest of the world and allow you to feel better about yourself at someone else’s expense (admit it, we all do it sometimes).
But this time there’s no escaping reality. The runway, lights, cheesy performances — they are reality for these little girls and boys and while some might enjoy it, others appear miserable.
At 3 and 4 years old they wear more makeup for one show than I’ve worn in my entire life. Their costumes cost more than any homecoming or prom dress I ever owned, and their shiny white teeth look like they could be flashed to land a plane at midnight.
Just make it stop. Bring me more “What Not to Wear” and “Say Yes to the Dress.” More “Jon and Kate Plus 8.” More “Property Ladder.” More anything.