Although the ratings may be somewhat lower than other Bravo (sur)reality shows featuring vapid, alarmingly affluent label whores, I'll admit that I secretly adore the Rachel Zoe Project.  As a true fashionista, I love having a tiny, grimy window into the world of a celebrity stylist, however unattractive I may find the main star.  Rachel Zoe may not have the figure of a post-pubescent female, but the woman is a damned genius, if I may say so.  It's not my job to critique her body (or lack thereof), so I can't really understand the obsession with her weight (or lack thereof) in the tabloids, but I do have a theory about those that do.  And yeah, I'll go there -- I think it has something to do with jealousy.

Not that I think many people envy her opulently displayed clavicle, but she's an incredibly prestigious, important woman in one of the most incredibly prestigious, important industries.  And yeah, she's skinny.

But, after watching the latest episode of her edited exploits on Bravo, it also hits home that she is a real entrepreneuse.  She deals with time crunches, wonky scenarios, and pilfering employees.  Not really unlike your local Macy's, Neiman's, or Holt's.  (Get those assistants clear plastic purses, Zoe!)  Great for TV drama; bad for the bottom line.

I will say that I'm incredibly happy that the chopped team member was Taylor; I don't know if I could've handled another season of her unattractive bitching.  Between her fried, brittle "blond" emo tresses, the insubordinate behaviour, and her pervasive meanness to every living creature, I would've needed to up my Zoloft just to watch Season 2 with her aboard.

Oh, wait... I would've just changed the channel.  Bravo for cutting her Bravo (ummm..I mean Rachel and Rodger).