The New York Times recently ran a piece called “Frump-Free Cooking” about today’s kitchen goddesses and their propensity to display, shall we say, their organic attributes on air. The paper seemed surprised by the “sort of tight, sort of low-cut, definitely sexy” clothing favored now by female celebrity chefs. Gee, women on TV showing off their bodies? Unheard of.
The creative director at Barneys New York called the look “updated wench chic” and then proceeded to give one of the more hilarious quotes I’ve ever read in the Gray Lady:
“Everyone has to have a little bit of hootchy. But the trick is not to have it go too far, because if it becomes too overly sexual, issues of hygiene come into play.”
As an admitted connoisseur of these shows, I have of course noticed the tight sweaters and plunging necklines. Great food, pretty ladies and some cleavage? Now that is what I call quality television. Still, even I have my limits. Just the other day I was watching Giada De Laurentiis in one of her signature scoop-me tops and thought, “Damn, if I wore that to the office I’d get fired…or a raise.” Just search “Giada” and “Cleavage” on YouTube and get, well, an eyeful.
The NYT gave credit where credit is due and attributed the trend of apron-free attire to Nigella Lawson and her 100 form-fitting cashmere twin sets. No one does food porn better than Nigella. Watch “Nigella Bites” and try to decided which you feel more: hungry or horny. As she told the NYT, “I’m pretty bosomy.” Really? I hadn’t noticed. Not at all. Just like I hadn’t noticed how she likes to lick food off of spoons, plates, fingers. Ahem. 
p.s. If you’re a fan of Giada’s, or better yet if you are not, you must read this. Satan’s Slushies: Coming to a freezer near you.
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