WHENEVER I think I cannot watch one more reality show, another one creeps along who has at least one character is so lovable that my reluctance to watch morphs into a kind of sneaky enjoyment.
Danielle – owner of the Bella candy girls modeling agency in LA and the star of “Candy Girls,” which debuts Sunday night – is that kind of character.
OK, you may ask, what the hell is a “Candy Girl” anyway? Is she the kind of girl you’d find on Eliot Spitzer’s speed dial? No.
Candy Girls are actually the beauties you see in all those music videos gyrating behind stars like Kanye, 50 Cent, Outkast, Will Smith, Jay-Z and Three 6 Mafia. In other words, models who are not runway material as much as runaway hotties. Girls who can dance, gyrate and look gorgeous while sporting legs that are as long as the rest of us are tall.
Danielle is a serious businesswoman who has created a successful niche business out of hanging around with beautiful girls.
Starting with two friends, Brooke and Terricka, she has grown the business so much that she even pays for a model loft where her girls live.
A lot of modeling agencies have these group homes which are like detention facilities for the overly gorgeous.
In addition to beautiful Brooke and Terricka the terror, who have appeared in countless videos, there is Olivia, a real beauty and the daughter of classic rocker Booker T, and the newest girl, a Latina named Bianca.
In addition to her stable of models, there is Danielle’s assistant Kysha, who is good looking enough to be a Candy Girl herself, and April, her best friend and most reliable stylist. April, who is the mother of supermodel Tyson Beckford’s son, is possibly the only Swedish home girl in captivity.
(OK, I don’t know that she’s Swedish, but she looks like the offspring of Abba or something.)
Terricka is the one that’s argumentative and all attitude, a must for all reality shows. Since she can move like the wind (she does spontaneous cartwheels during a video shoot) and is a video staple, she is under the mistaken belief that singers can’t live without her, and walks out on shoots at will.
Trust me. The only thing with a shorter shelf life than a video vixen is organic cheese.