Finally! Here are the cheesecake awards!! The first one of the season – we hope you enjoy. They take a bit longer when you spend a lot of time cackling over screencaps.
The Pottymouth Award: Maksim Chmerkovskiy
Courtney: Is it just me, or has Maks really developed an affinity for obscenity this season? His package with Hope was littered with beeps. Not that I’m complaining – sometimes I wish the show were a bit less PC and bit more…interesting. And Maks cussing is kinda cool & hip…like a Russian Tarantino movie or something. He’s Vikcent Vegavich. Somebody get him a Royale with cheese and a glock…or maybe a Tokarev.
Heidi: Maybe he’s lost all Hope. :::snicker::: Yeah, I used up all my good jokes on our other little project…the one with all the pictures. Seriously, what does it say about me that I didn’t notice the swearing?
WTF? Costuming Award, Female: Cheryl Burke; (dis)honorable mention – Karina Smirnoff (for hair/makeup)
Courtney: It’s bad enough that you’re dancing to a song about Lake Michigan, Cheryl – why confuse us even further by wearing a dress that’s part bad Elvis tribute, part Xanadu, and part Liberace? The whole thing was just visually…baffling. Although the little arrows around the neckline pointing down did lead the way to the “business” area of the dress. As for Karina – lovely, feminine, flowy pastel dress…with bright red Marilyn Monroe lipstick and a severe top-of-the-head school marm bun? Total disconnect there….did they have to change her dress at the last minute? I doubt it. Is she trying to distract people from staring at JR’s injuries? Because he seems pretty comfortable with them (and joking about them!). Who knows…but makeup department, please put her on red lipstick suspension until she can prove she deserves it!
Heidi: I think Karina can wear the really red lips…just not with that outfit and that hair. Too much contrast…like my TV got out of wack or something. As for Cheryl – Chaz totally called it with the Elvis comment. What was she thinking?? If not for the cut down the front, it was like…an old lady ballroom dress or something. You know, when your crazy grandma wears some wackass thing such that you don’t want to be seen in public with her. Like…an old lady in a motor cycle jacket and leather pants….or…I dunno. The whole thing has just thrown me off completely. It makes me go all ageist and confused.
Courtney: It was a pair of shoulder pads and some clip-on earrings short of something my granny would have worn to the bingo hall on charity night….along with her matching “I <3 Bingo” hat & fanny pack (true story). Read more..