Get This Party Started In the...
Get This Party Started
In the wake of
Extreme Makeover: Home Edition's success, it was bound to happen: a show devoted to giving deserving folks a well-earned party. And there are fewer families in need of a party more than the
Joneses, who lost just about everything in Hurricane Katrina. Since then they've been living in a hotel as evacuees and could certainly use a diversion. Enter
Laguna Beach babe
Kristin Cavallari and
Extra's
Ethan Erickson to the rescue! Sisters
Arin and
Alexis were ostensibly heading to Las Vegas to audition for a singing competition (not
American Idol, these girls actually
can sing). But sneaky
Arin was in cahoots with Kristin
and Ethan so her sis
Alexis could have the best 21st birthday ever. With an entire wardrobe, a brand-new car, gift bags, an unexpected duet with
Mary Mary and unlimited cotton candy, Alexis had one hell of a celebration. Though, in true
George Washington fashion, Arin could
not tell a lie, whereas Kristin seemed completely at ease cranking out the falsehoods. Her folks better keep their eyes on her. I did like how they tricked Alexis into getting extensions — I'll have to remember that one next time I need to stall someone. The parents' tears over the framed rescued pictures and Alexis' genuine shock at the surprise party were enjoyable, but even though its heart was in the right place, the show wasn't without issues. The constant name-dropping got to be a bit much, from the party planner who's worked with
every big name to the list of A-, B- and C-list stars who've partied in the Hard Rock Hotel, it became kind of exhausting. Oddly, the celebrity photographer didn't mention a single client. Maybe we've all just overdosed on trashtastic celeb-obsessed culture. Speaking of which, I was dismayed to see in her
Laguna Beach bio that Kristin named
Tara Reid the person she'd most like to party with. Oh, Kristin. Guess it's back to Team L.C. for me. —
Ken McGilvray
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