“the gayest hour on television is a … show called Trading Spaces.”

“the gayest hour on television is a … show called Trading Spaces.”
A columnist argues that “the gayest hour on television is a perversely pleasing cable show called Trading Spaces.” Writing for Portland’s Willamette Week, Byron Beck cites, with tongue mostly in cheek, the show’s “gayish crew,” saying that Frank is a “swish-meister,” “Amy Wynn Pastor, with her tank tops and tool belts, has our gaydar moving faster than a tub of hummus at an Indigo Girls concert” and “[s]creaming meanie/Dragon Lady designer Hilda Santo-Tomas would make the perfect dyke-on-bike leather bitch.”

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