The hit docu-reality series “The A-List: New York” returns this summer and, you guessed it, all that high life over-the-top decadent drama, is back with a new gal pal who shakes the boys nerves, ego's and social status!
I got a eyeful on July 19 at the LOGO A-list season premiere party. You couldn't miss all the juicy details, as it was previewed two stories high on viewing screens, wrapping the entire perimeter of District 36, the exclusive venue for the night’s bash. "Drag Race" alumni and personal friend the foxy Sahara Davenport worked the scene in a frothy Betsy Johnson gown. Famed photographer Andrew Weriner, Edge Magazine's handsome editor, and host and dear friend JC Alarez are just a couple, too worthy not to name drop, who were there . It was hot as Hades, only to make this crowd pearlescent with a dewy sex-up glow.
Prior to that, I was escorted down one level for the intimate, press-only meet and mingle with the cast. I could divulge all sorts of devilish little secrets that were swapped among the very small circle who were invited in. I also could tell you how I was taken off guard by the candid interviews and answers! One "personality" went straight for the V-jay, asking a low-rent, loaded question, and was reportedly axed out of a job with Logo and quite unhappy!
This season picks up where the first left off including the dangerously handsome Reichen Lehmkuhl and model Rodney’s rocky relationship, a saga that played out heavy in the last season. "Model" and model agent Derrick launches a new product, “Tansexual,” while bad boy cutie Austin lets it all hang out, and the delightful celeb photographer, Mike Ruiz, puts his relationship on camera, as salon owner Ryan and his husband deal with adding a third to their relationship—a baby!
So who is the sixth A-Lister? Nyasha Zimucha. A onetime Miss Africa USA and judge on the show "Little Miss Perfect"—lacquered up mini toddlers with hair by Suzanne Sugarbaker—blows straight into this city with fierce ambitions to hit the music industry. She tosses the A-List clang for a loop, with her alleged vocal talents, pretty pageant-girl looks that comes armed and ready to stand her ground.
Mingling in a crowd of New York’s A-list left me in a quandary. Don’t get me wrong, I simply adore the flashbulbs and social savvy, getting photographed and being seen. It’s a very metallic world, a reporter’s life, and when I return much like Cinderella to every-day Joe(y), all that glitter and gilt comes with a price. Sure I can tear this sheet in two, and write you a zinger that would make Perez Hilton look like my dumb little sister, with one finger up her nose and the other pulling on the popular girl’s pigtail.
But I won’t. I don’t have to. That fifteen, er, five minutes of fame or another season’s cat fights, cutthroats, “what were you thinking” dramatics in a desperate attempt to stay fabulous without some flat on innate, home-grown talent, is all there in full view on your screen. You don’t need me to spell it out for you. When I make a promise to not tell tales out of school, even at the price of penning one hell of an article, I can’t … (wink)
The A-List premieres on Monday, July 25 at 10 p.m. Eastern time/9 p.m. Central time, on Logo
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