Lucy Gray

Jeez, where do I start? I need an insulin shot after watching all of Erin’s sappy sweet goo-goo. She’s not that cute, and needs to stop presenting her “art” to people who are forced to coo over it on camera. Her house paintings are amateurish and embarrassing. I was floored when she copied a giant bold floral design and turned it into “custom” mural-sized wallpaper for a home. What an ego. Viewers had to back up ten feet to take it in. Then there’s the issue of their exterior painting. If you’re going to paint over forty rough layers without sanding, at least keep the camera away from close-up shots. I don’t want to know that the poor owners will be repainting it again in a year because Ben and Erin didn’t prep. About the same time the owners decide the yard-wide flowers have to go. And that it wasn’t such a good idea to cut down the lovely wrought iron fence and mature plantings that offered a buffer from the busy street. I always get a kick when the owners rebel, and tell her pointblank they don’t like what she’s proposing, or that they are not wasting their time looking at an icky house she’s selected (remember the one barely a yard away from a store? I thought she’d pass out from the shock. “This has never happened to me before.”) Even her little picture didn’t change their mind. I had to switch to the Food Channel to get away from them. They are really irritating.