This wedding is so fancy, Armani is wearing Versace!

Ugly Betty never fails me. Regardless of the pains of the day, it is always good for a laugh... no matter how cheap or campy.

And yet, this week's episode ended with a feeling of uncertainty and sadness. Aside from the fact that Daniel, who has taken Betty for granted more times than I can count, fired her for FINALLY putting herself first... there is the unresolved issue of the possible death of Bradford Meade.

But as usual, Mark St. James and Amanda Tannen/Sommers stole the show. Only Amanda could make singing Milkshake in CHURCH hilarious... it would seem overdone by anyone, which is ironic in that Amanda is the personification of the word overdone. Beyond that, "trans fatty! More than meets the eye," as a description for Cliff couldn't have been more perfect.

Wait... yes it could've. I mean, who knew there was hard wood under that shag rug?

And by the by... the brief guess spot of Posh herself was simply.... major.