Whitney Is Spineless - The City Recap

Hehe. I'm so mean.

“One good thing about living with her - I don’t really need to take her out so much.”

At this point, watching The City is a form of self-punishment. Every week I'm filled with shame and embarrassment over the way Whit and friends live their lives. It's official: that girl is a doormat. Why in the world does she continue letting people walk all over her? Last week I thought it couldn't get any worse, but oh wait - it just did. Don't believe me? Let's recap.

Whit and Liv are given the assignment to style the cover look for Elle's shoot with Jessica Alba. Pretty sweet deal. Liv is placed in charge (so glad she was back this week) and the two immediately start bickering over color. I swear, they were engaged in a contest to see who could say "color" the most often. Not once was "style" or "Jessica Alba" mentioned. Liv pulls a somewhat drab olive green number while Whit picks a floral "coquette" jacket and skirt. Surprise, surprise, Whit's jacket lands the cover - and Liv promptly takes full credit. Ok, so what Liv did was underhanded and wrong, but come on Whit! Step up! If she's gonna play dirty, give her some competition.

Meanwhile, in the land of skeezy Jay, he's still crashing at Whit's and coming home at 5:30 in the morning. When Whit questions him on what he's up to in the wee hours of the morning, he responds with, "binge drinking." Wow. He's a keeper. What he should have said was, "trying to hook up with my ex-girlfriend who I lamely refer to as 'dumpling.'" Yeah, true story. Why in the world is Whit sticking with this guy? She's 23 years-old, and even she admits there's no spark. Lady, it's just gonna get worse. You are far too young to be settling.

Allie and Adam are also experiencing some relationship problems (shocking!). The Skinny One is this close to moving out, but for some reason I don't believe her. I say, accompany your "babe" to the club and witness him saying, "I’m definitely not in the mood to be chasing around some a** every night." Given the context, I'm not sure what that means, but it doesn't sound good. Dump this loser now. You and Whit can get drunk and dance on tables together.

Next week, it looks like Whit and Jay split up, but I feel like MTV is just playing with me. Whit would never be that assertive.