More Honorificus
I am back, this time with new fashion victims. Attend, my fiends!
After viewing this episode, I must simply ask: why must I be stuck with the horrible task of reviewing the fashion statements contained herein? I perform my blood sacrifices, I buy only the finest shoes, I donate minions to evil causes--in short, I do everything that a good demoness should do, and yet I still get this onerous duty laid upon me. Such is my life.
Fashion Statements
The Good
Wesley's plum button-down. Suits him perfectly.
Angel got color! And red, even. I'm so happy I could burst. Best not, though--last time, it took forever to get the stains out of the carpet.
I adore Sahrvin formalwear. It's so colorful and flowing. I dated a Sahrvin once--well, okay, he was a male concubine given to me by his matriarch, but still, he was terribly sweet, and I felt rather bad that I was obliged to sacrifice him at the end of our time together. But I digress.
Tamica! How I wish she'd stuck around. Gorgeous outfit from shirt to shoes, flattering, good colors, and accented with tasteful jewelry, good hair, and great makeup.
The Bad
Pink! Pink on Harmony! And not a subtle, soft-rose, Dawn-type pink--this was Legally Blonde pink on steroids. With a fluffy nightmare of a coat. Even my Super-Wimpy Alter-Ego would have turned her nose up at it. And what, pray tell, was with the pedal-pushers? They've been out of fashion since 1990 and they are not, repeat, not coming back! By my hindquarters, they'd better not be coming back! This is not what any woman in her right mind--or with any mind--should be wearing to the office. Particularly that fluffy cleavage-bearing confection she got into at the beginning. There was no end to the bad.
Speaking of non-office-wear, Fred. Are they purposely looking for outfits to make Amy Acker look even skinnier than she normally is? That skirt she was wearing bordered on the mini, and paired with a butt-ugly, poofy-sleeved, mint-colored blouse conspired to cover up any curves the poor girl possesses.
I'm distinctly un-fond of Vanji formalwear. No color, no flair, no nothing.
Plot in a Nutshell
Harmony has no life, for which we're supposed to feel sorry for her. To make matters worse, she wakes up with a corpse in her bed and must use both her brain cells to compute that she's being railroaded before Angel relieves her of her Miss Clairol-ized head.
Demonic Quibbles and Comments
Gunn has a horrible accent when he speaks Vanji. I'm surprised they didn't kill him on sight for it.
As for the Sahrvin-Vanji feud, well, they exaggerated a few details. For instance, for the last hundred years, the feud has largely taken place via an ongoing game of "Battleship: Multiverse" (available at Dibbuk's Gaming Outlet, situated in the City of Dis between the Shrine to Danzalthar and Banes & Ignoble Booksellers).
Body Count
One cute demon-rights activist.
One well-dressed vampiress.
Highlights
Hmm. Well, Fred getting cold-cocked and Tamica's outfit. Otherwise, just not much.
Lowlights
The nausea-inducing video intro. Anybody else feel like heaving?
Harmony's clothing. *whimper*
Fred's clothing. *snivel*
No blood sacrifice. How very disappointing.
Burning Questions
Could Angel get any grumpier?
Does Harmony own any clothes that aren't in some evil pastel color?
Why the hell does W&H not just invest in shatterproof glass for its conference rooms and be done with it?
Did anybody buy Spike's line about why he's not headed for his Slayer sweetie?
The Immoral of the Story
Whenever you feel unappreciated, just think about how many people would like to kill you. Always cheers me right up.
Overall Rating
The fashion sins send this one's rating right down the crapper. The rating is orange kipper on a dry bagel--and no higher--on the Non Sequitur Scale.
After viewing this episode, I must simply ask: why must I be stuck with the horrible task of reviewing the fashion statements contained herein? I perform my blood sacrifices, I buy only the finest shoes, I donate minions to evil causes--in short, I do everything that a good demoness should do, and yet I still get this onerous duty laid upon me. Such is my life.
Fashion Statements
The Good
Wesley's plum button-down. Suits him perfectly.
Angel got color! And red, even. I'm so happy I could burst. Best not, though--last time, it took forever to get the stains out of the carpet.
I adore Sahrvin formalwear. It's so colorful and flowing. I dated a Sahrvin once--well, okay, he was a male concubine given to me by his matriarch, but still, he was terribly sweet, and I felt rather bad that I was obliged to sacrifice him at the end of our time together. But I digress.
Tamica! How I wish she'd stuck around. Gorgeous outfit from shirt to shoes, flattering, good colors, and accented with tasteful jewelry, good hair, and great makeup.
The Bad
Pink! Pink on Harmony! And not a subtle, soft-rose, Dawn-type pink--this was Legally Blonde pink on steroids. With a fluffy nightmare of a coat. Even my Super-Wimpy Alter-Ego would have turned her nose up at it. And what, pray tell, was with the pedal-pushers? They've been out of fashion since 1990 and they are not, repeat, not coming back! By my hindquarters, they'd better not be coming back! This is not what any woman in her right mind--or with any mind--should be wearing to the office. Particularly that fluffy cleavage-bearing confection she got into at the beginning. There was no end to the bad.
Speaking of non-office-wear, Fred. Are they purposely looking for outfits to make Amy Acker look even skinnier than she normally is? That skirt she was wearing bordered on the mini, and paired with a butt-ugly, poofy-sleeved, mint-colored blouse conspired to cover up any curves the poor girl possesses.
I'm distinctly un-fond of Vanji formalwear. No color, no flair, no nothing.
Plot in a Nutshell
Harmony has no life, for which we're supposed to feel sorry for her. To make matters worse, she wakes up with a corpse in her bed and must use both her brain cells to compute that she's being railroaded before Angel relieves her of her Miss Clairol-ized head.
Demonic Quibbles and Comments
Gunn has a horrible accent when he speaks Vanji. I'm surprised they didn't kill him on sight for it.
As for the Sahrvin-Vanji feud, well, they exaggerated a few details. For instance, for the last hundred years, the feud has largely taken place via an ongoing game of "Battleship: Multiverse" (available at Dibbuk's Gaming Outlet, situated in the City of Dis between the Shrine to Danzalthar and Banes & Ignoble Booksellers).
Body Count
One cute demon-rights activist.
One well-dressed vampiress.
Highlights
Hmm. Well, Fred getting cold-cocked and Tamica's outfit. Otherwise, just not much.
Lowlights
The nausea-inducing video intro. Anybody else feel like heaving?
Harmony's clothing. *whimper*
Fred's clothing. *snivel*
No blood sacrifice. How very disappointing.
Burning Questions
Could Angel get any grumpier?
Does Harmony own any clothes that aren't in some evil pastel color?
Why the hell does W&H not just invest in shatterproof glass for its conference rooms and be done with it?
Did anybody buy Spike's line about why he's not headed for his Slayer sweetie?
The Immoral of the Story
Whenever you feel unappreciated, just think about how many people would like to kill you. Always cheers me right up.
Overall Rating
The fashion sins send this one's rating right down the crapper. The rating is orange kipper on a dry bagel--and no higher--on the Non Sequitur Scale.