Who knew she had it in her?! Tiny, zero percent body fat, super model Heidi Klum drinks a male TV host under the table!
Anyone else see that one coming? I know I didn’t. I spent the entire episode scribbling notes about the forced endings for all of the characters, Brody’s horrible attempt at tears at Kristin’s goodbye party, and questioning the whole “Kristin is moving to Europe” plotline when we all know she’s still trolling L.A. in a bikini and heels.
It's the end of an era. After 6 seasons of fake drama, long and uncomfortable staring, and fights over cocktails that no one seems to pay for, The Hills is coming to an end tonight. There are many rumors surrounding tonight's one-hour episode, like whether Speidi will make an appearance, if LC will show up and if Audrina and JB will get back together.
With the series finale of The Hills coming up next week (moment of silence....) it seems the producers tried to pack as much as they could into last night's episode. For the first time in history we only got one long stare (between Stephanie and her motorcycle man)! But that might have something to do with the fact that Audrina was M.I.A.
Have you ever tried eating animal crackers while watching The Hills? I have…out of a Costco basin…. and those little guys are so crunchy I couldn’t hear a thing. I can’t tell you how many times I had to rewind the show so I didn’t miss anything important. Which, as it turns out, was a total waste of time once I actually listened to what was going on:
One of my biggest issues with The Hills is that all these kids have a ton of money and do nothing all day. Wait, that's not where I meant to go with this. I mean, yes, that is a big issue, but not my point. My other biggest issue with The Hills is that the producers make ridiculous things happen and never really fully develop them.
I may hate Kristin and her perfect wardrobe, but I really felt for her in that moment when she realized that she'd lost and Brody had won. When she knew that while he was at home canoodling with Mckaela (ugh, it's even worse when the girl spells her name like that), Kristin was going home alone.
It all started in the whimsical land of Laguna Beach, where dreams and drama were born (if dreams included watching Steven juggle between Lauren and Kristen, and drama included which beach party to attend). Then the Laguna locals have moved to bigger boobs and better things, in Hollywood. And now 'The Hills' begins it's 7th and final run on Tuesday. Hold your caps folks, it's going to be a wild ride!
So there it was: the season finale of The Hills. You’d think MTV would give Kristin a little more time to pack up her things and get out of the house they rented for her, but no; they pushed her out on the last day of filming. Where will she go?
The main reason any of us watch The Hills is because the lives of all those pretty people in L.A. are more exciting and dramatic than our own. They go out to fabulous clubs, they eat at the best restaurants, they drive the nicest cars and they hang out with the prettiest people. And they get into bitch brawls at the bar.
I know that no one is forcing me to watch this sh*tshow, but no matter how annoying it has become, I've been watching these kids since the beginning and I refuse to quit now. Mama didn't raise no quitter! But that doesn't mean I don't hate all 22 minutes of it. Two of which (yes, I was timing it) were taken up by long and angry stares last night.
While I have had many moments in my long and tumultuous relationship with The Hills where I found myself angry, disturbed or just plain annoyed with what was happening in these Botoxed/bleached/rich for no reason peoples’ lives, I can count on one hand the times I’ve laughed. One finger, actually.
So The Hills was on last night. 22 minutes of bikinis, bitching and Spencer in a cowboy hat. And seriously, that’s about it. While I usually stare at the TV open-mouthed at the absurd drama happening over in Hollywood, last night I just sat there, eyes glazed over with that “Whaaaa?” look you’d expect to find on Caitlin Upton’s face.
I wanted to like Kristin – really, I did. She is spunky and blunt (like me) and she has the kind of perfect hair and style that I strive for. Basically, she’s a much better version of me. Or so I thought. After last night’s episode I think I might hate that bitch more than Spencer Pratt. And no, it has nothing to do with her choice to wear white shorts and white Keds after 1995.
After watching some weird 80’s flashback episode of Gossip Girl, I was hoping for something a little more…er… modern entertaining when it came to The Hills last night. And besides that weird sequins headband thingy that Steph wore (and that I also wore in 1994 to a dance recital) MTV came through for me once again.