Giada

Do you remember when I blogged here about meeting Giada at Sur la Table (and the unfortunate episode of my pants being unzipped)?

*sigh*

Even though we haven't seen each other since (which makes our best friendship hard to maintain), I still love her. I still think she's really pretty.

BUT...

I don't want her doing Clairol commercials. Just cook, Giada.

I think she's really pretty on her show. Prettier than the other people on Food Network by far.

But there's something about her flipping her hair around like she's a model and telling me how gorgeous her hair color is that makes me wanna say, "Whoa. You're pretty, but please don't act like you know you are. Be unassuming in the kitchen. Flash your big smile while you're making pesto, and then go do your yoga and be quiet."

And to be honest... what really makes her pretty is her figure. The idea that her body looks like that and she eats pasta is what is baffling.
I really don't think anyone's looking at her hair thinking, "How does an average girl like me get my hair that shade of brown?"

I think her future success is dependent upon her cooking (and her low cut shirts for the men out there). Not with Clairol hair color. I'll be happier when she moves on.