Leaving our skinny, ignorant youth in the hands of she-beast Tyra Banks is no better than leaving a toddler with it's soft head in the care of a rusty pointy pitchfork and a used syringe.
The woman is just plain wrong. Misguided and unbelievably narcissistic, of course I tune in to watch her on America's Next every week for the cringe inducing sing a longs and her crazy “Ty”rades. But I couldn't stomach a full viewing of the Tyra Show, with its vaseline, fat suits, and Naomi Campbell.
The only person that deserves to be here more than Tyra is her stylist, an evil person clearly set on making Ms Banks look as much like a drag queen sausage woman as possible.