Stuff I Don't Get, Vol. 62

Today's "Stuff I Don't Get" is from three of my favorite topics: fashion, TV news and politics.

1. Missoni For Target - This designer created a limited-time-only line for Target. Now, I love Target, and I think it is genius to get expensive designers to create a line for the store.

But

This

Is

Hideous.

Exhibit A:

And yet - Target sold out of this crap in a matter of hours! People lined up outside, and now they are selling it on eBay - for prices five times the Target price.

Even the Emperor wouldn't wear these new clothes.

"When I went home and remembered what I missed, I wanted to cry," one Target shopper told a California newspaper.

I am crying AT you, not WITH you, lady.

2. Anderson Cooper's daytime TV show - Let it be on the record that I adore Anderson Cooper. I love his silver hair. I love the way he hustles to big stories. I love that he loves "The Real Housewives."

I stood next to him on a street corner at a news event once and had to beat back my inner fangirl.

But his new daytime show, "Anderson." is horrid. I have tried to watch it twice. Think "Phil Donahue," circa 1979, but dumber because the world should be a lot more sophisticated now.

The audience is all women and the topics seem like they are all for women. Even Oprah moved beyond that after a while.

Today's guest was Sarah Jessica Parker, shilling her new movie (which also looks horrid, but then again, I am NOT an SJP fan) "I Don't Know How She Does It." Anderson asked SJP hard-hitting questions about like "SJP, how do you do it all? What's the secret?"

Then he threw it to the audience, where one member said "SJP, how do you find time to stay fit?"

Really?

Please, AC, in the name of Edward R. Murrow, please, please get back to war zone. Or at least to the evening show. Or I am going to have to crush on Matt Lauer and that would just be sad.

You are too cute to pander to the stupid.

3. Sarah Palin in 1987 - There is a new book out called The Rogue: Searching for the Real Sarah Palin. The highlights have been released to various media. So here is what we know: that Sarah Palin might have had a fling with basketball player Glen Rice in 1987, before she was married, and she might have done some drugs back in the day.

Yeah, so?

Except for violating the woman sportswriter code of "please don't sleep with an athlete, you stupid slut," why would anyone care whom SP slept with 24 years ago? It wasn't like any of this was last week.

I am secretly thrilled that it has come out that someone thought I was hot, even with my 80s perm.

Don't get me wrong. I can't stand SP and would not vote for her if she was the last candidate running for anything. But I don't care about her sex life circa 1987 or ever, unless she slept with Dick Cheney - because that would be equal parts icky and funny.

Also, she is not running for anything just now. Or so she says.

So I won't read the book, and that will free me up for reading up on more pressing political issues. Like Michele Bachman's gay husband.