Should I tune into Dancing With The Stars to see if Debi Mazar learns Michael Irvin's real last name? Or should I watch Dallas chef Blythe Beck's new show? If I do watch Chef Blythe Beck, will I feel empowered by a confident, accomplished woman who just happens to be plus-sized, or will the mere sight of a fat person serving up fried food cause me to eat my way to "OBESITY and DIABETES!"
I guess these food debates are important. They never seem to come up, though, when a fat male chef is involved. Is Gwyneth the only one who notices?
(OH! I have to thank Bill Green for the programming heads-up. Otherwise you know what I'd be doing? Yeah.)