I met the debut of Marie Claire's new reality show with a high degree of enthusiasm. EIC Joanna Coles has stood out to me since her hiring, although I'm starting to disagree with some of the layout and editorial changes that are continually being made to the magazine. But because the show follows a simple equation (stylish girls + NYC + magazine publishing = Katy's kryptonite), I thought for sure I'd be in for a treat.
Not.
Two episodes in, and I'm already disappointed. The girls are vacuous, inept and overly catty. I know it's television, and I can feel the manipulatively maniacal hands of the producers lurking behind the scenes. But when you're treated to a glimpse into the world of a major glossy, you hope for more reality.
My favorite moment from episode 2 occurred when one of the interns (they're still nameless entities to me) analyzes the verbal beating they received after presenting trend page mock-ups to Joanna.
Intern: "Wow. I didn't realize she'd be so intense."
Really? How can you become the EIC of a national magazine and be anything BUT intense? In fact, worshipping media icons like Joanna, Cathie Black and Deborah Needleman makes me realize I'm waaaay too nice and complacent to survive in the cut-throat publishing world--at least at the national level.
Then again, my inner commentary during the show makes me think that I might just make it, after all. Guess I have to practice running in heels first.
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