Stylista is the latest television series brought to us by Tyra Banks as she tries to fulfill some sort of quest to document every facet of the world of ‘FASHION’ while injecting the whole proceeding with a little of the freak show element that has been absent in entertainment since its heyday during the time of Victorian circuses.
As the prizes add up to $100,000 in total, I have to feel that the largest portion is being used for apartment rental, especially considering the rents in Manhattan and how notoriously underpaid fashion assistants are. However, it builds the fantasy to tally everything up together and wave the amount of $100,000 under the noses of the eleven fashion enthusiasts vying for first place.
And, quite frankly, they’re going to need to keep muttering the mantra of “$100,000” if episode one is anything to go by. As their adventure begins, contestants are told to create individualized breakfast trays for Slowey; and how I would love to have heard the instructions for that “I want you to conceptualize breakfast…and fashion…and a tray. Feel the muffin.” The irony of the situation, of course, being that according to Slowey herself in a fashion week food diary that she kept for the New York Magazine “breakfast” consists of a handful of vitamins. And, as they shakily present trays of food that are destined never to be eaten, Slowey tells them “If you are going to live in my world, you have to express your sense of taste and style in everything you do”. Which is fine, in a Martha Stewart kind of way, until you realize that in this show Slowey’s concept of taste and style doesn’t include manners. At least, not in the over-acted presentation she is giving in Stylista.
Right down to the “I am a fashion editor” wardrobe selection and attitude, everything comes off as contrived. A look at Slowey on Elle’s website shows a smiling woman in a low-cut dress and tasteful accessories, yet in Stylista she combines a power suit with an oversized Yves Saint Laurent necklace, a wide belt, a wrist full of bracelets, a large gold handbag, and heels so high that she apparently has trouble walking in them. The Devil, in this instance, doesn’t wear Prada; although I’m sure she will in a future episode.
