Naturally True Beauty
So I’m watching True Beauty on line this week, cause I really just forgot to DVR it. Again. I just keep thinking its on on Tuesdays. But it’s not. The show airs Monday night. Unfortunately, by the time I realize that, its already Tuesday.
Anyway, this week, their first assignment, after Billy gets back to the house and they throw him a crazy rocker party, is to go and get one personal item they can’t live without. They all get weird stuff, if you ask me. Like makeup and flat irons. If I was playing that game, it would be, without question or even a moment’s hesitation, my phone. My lovely little T-Mobile G1 phone that has internet access, GPS, games, gets my emails and twitters, and plays my music. I could not possibliy live without it. (And I’ve only had it for about 2 months.) Besides, I don’t usually straighten my hair or wear makeup. Really.
The remaining six are divided into three teams of two and they have to hike through some foresty area for 5 miles to get to the beach. Ray decides to take a dip in the ocean, which is just one more excuse for him to get naked. Then they spend the night in tents and have to get up in the morning (they are woken at 5 am) to film their 30 second commercial about what natural beauty means to them. I have to say, right here, that my idea of the great outdoors is keeping the windows open while staying at a five-star hotel. So I must give those chicks some credit for being able to deal with it. I definitely would have shown them a real lack of true beauty.
Anyway, they are judged on how they make their videos and on how they work together to help each other shoot the videos. Both Joel and Chelsea receive fail grades for working well with others. They are the bottom two. Billy, however, really learned something from last week and his video was the best.
So Joel and Chelsea go to the Hall of Beauty. Their final test is to see how they react a gardner who inadvertantly squirts them with a hose he is using to water plants on their way into the building. Joel brushes it off with a “no problem, bro” and continues on his way in the door. I was surprised, cause he’s not usually so mild mannered. Chelsea, however, responds with a word that needs to be bleeped out. So we say goodbye to Chelsea this week.
Here’s my question. What was the deal with them picking the one thing that they couldn’t live without?
