Tag Archive: William Levy

May
22

Dancing with the Stars: The Finals are Finally Here! FINALLY!

I’m surprised to say that the three finalists are people who I’d never even heard of before the season started…and I still tuned in.  Because I’m a giver.

Last week when I voted for Katherine and Mark, it was Chris Harrison of the Bachelor/Bachelorette thanking me for my vote and reminding me to tune in to the new season of “The Bachelorette.”  This week, it was Kelly Clarkson (check out my  new show on Thursday, y’all!) who was promoting her show, Duets (check your local listings).

May
15

DWTS: Is it Over Yet?

DWTS

Is it over yet?  We’ve made it to the Semi-Finals.  Finally!!!   A dream of mine was nearly realized Monday night – Derek almost bit it on his way down the stairs.  Bummer for me!   The final four performed two dances and, according to the hosts, it’s the most closely matched semi-finals in DWTS history.

America’s favorite accountant William Levy kicked things off with a tango.  This week, he sported a black headband, a blue and white headband that reminds me of my mother’s dinner napkins and a skullcap beanie.

Apr
24

DWTS: 7 Layers of Spray Tan and Urkel Has a New Best Friend

Four hours of DWTS is a little too much for me, so in the interest of full disclosure, I only watched last night’s “20/20″ special and the results show.  By the way, ABC, way to confuse your brand by using what was formerly a news program as a vehicle to present the hard-hitting “Dance Floor Confidential. ”

Joey Fatone (and his receding hairline) takes a bow

Anyway, here were the highlights (for me):

  • The Orchestra Director looks and talks like a robot. “I am nervous for the show.”  Danger, Will Robinson.  Danger.  Abort!  Abort!

Apr
03

Dancing with the Stars Week 3: Who’s Crying Now?

Rumba

If you missed the first 6 minutes of Monday’s show, don’t worry, because nothing happened.  The “stars” walked down the stairs.  (spoiler alert: nobody fell!)  Way to milk it, ABC.

This week was the “most memorable year” episode, where each “star” had to select their most memorable year and present it in song and dance.  It was a night of tears and triumph, a “dance from the heart,” if you will.  (Tom Bergeron’s words, not mine).