Kell on Earth S1E3

"Some sort of whackadoo, flip-of-a-bitch happens."

Darlings, it all fell into place for us last night. If you really want to get the most out of your Kell on Earth viewing experience, just think of it as the American Absolutely Fabulous. Once you embrace the absurdity of the world of People's Revolution, it becomes a lot less frustrating. Kelly is Edina, of course, there's a rotating cast of Patsys (this week, it was Emily's turn) and Stephanie Voorhees is Bubble. There. It all makes sense now, doesn't it?

There's a slightly defensive part of ourselves that feels we have to start off each Kell on Earth post by pointing out that we're not naive. Meaning, we're well aware of reality show conventions and how storylines and characters can be created seemingly out of thin air (when really, it's just hundreds of hours of footage). After two episodes depicting the staff of People's Revolution barely able to walk through a room without setting it on fire, this was the "redemption" episode. The one that shows why and how Kelly and her co-workers do what they do.

In other words, this was the "Kelly on her game" episode. Whether she was directing a casting session by telling the model, "A little less Russian; more American," or bemoaning that too many models are too skinny for lingerie, "like...Auschwitz," or dealing with the nightmare marketing person for Agent Provocateur and her frigging birdcages while she has the expected freakout an hour before the show: "A lot of this is ritual. Like, animal mating," in the end you have to marvel at the fact that she'll put up with all this tsuris so a bunch of models can walk through a hotel lobby dressed like strippers.

In other news, another character straight out of Ab Fab, ridiculously difficult and egotistical designer Nicolas "no H" Petrou is putting on an installation of his menswear collection and Edina Monsoon herself couldn't have done it any better:


Petrou turns out to be every bad cliche about fashion designers wrapped up in one little high-strung package, but Kelly handles him like a pro, bluntly telling him his clothes aren't wearable and pulling an endless line of editors and reporters in front of him, only to have him insult them. We have to say, the principals' willingness to declare their clients liars and thieves to the camera does make it all more riveting, yes?

Partner Emily took the co-star role this week and she nicely summed up everything about the PR management style that drives us crazy. Here is how it all goes down when office fuckup extraordinaire Stephanie V. misspells Petrou's name in a press release:

"You misspelled our client's name on a press release?"

"I KNOW! I'm sorry! I don't know what to say."

"Didn't you check this before you sent it out?"

"I'M SORRY! I KNOW! I can't take it back!"

"Okay." *stomps off*

That's "management" in the world of People's Revolution, where, if your assistant is clearly fucking up everything she touches, endangering client relations, you say, "Stephanie has made so many mistakes, I just hope it doesn't affect the outcome of the event." and then say, "I'm gonna put on some pajamas."

Ah well, at least we got to see models in pasties parade around a hotel lobby. How insanely high-strung was that lingerie bitch? LADY: THEY'RE BIRDCAGES. CALM DOWN.

Here are more pics of the Nicolas Petrou installation. It's an eye-catching gimmick but you really can't see the clothes at all. Too distracting. Still, a decent way to get some press.






[Photos: petrouman.com/BravoTV.com]


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