11.13.2008

Bringing a Little FABULOUS to 64 Rue Saint-Louis en l'Ile

What is it about Bravo shows? I hate that I fall prey to them, their polished exteriors, their money spewing out of every orifice, and their endless legions of FABULOUS gay men decorating things. I just sit there watching until the episode is over, eyes wide like an eight year-old boy seeing boobs in a movie for the first time, and when it's over I click on the next one.*

These people are aliens. They're all artists in the design studio, the design firm, or the design kitchen. There might be vague allusions to hardship, but it comes off like their shit smells like potpourri on the show. They wear the craziest outfits I've ever seen in the mini reality-show interview segments, and it makes me want to dress like that. The editors make it seem like they're running out of time, but then you see the outfit, or the newly-decorated loft, or the pig cheeks with wasabi, and it's clear it was just done like that for dramatic tension. Every motherfucking time, it's impossible not to fly my one-man studio apartment spaceship right into the wormhole to planet FABULOUS.

* Thanks again, internet thieves, for doing all of my dirty work for me.

7 comments:

becky said...

please. please, come to seattle and watch bravo with me.

kungfuramone said...

It's a date, home girl!

Beetlegirl said...

Can I come too?

kungfuramone said...

You know my policy: the more Beckys the better.

ninjahq said...

ANTM finale next week!

Beetlegirl said...

ninjahq, were we in the same city, we could watch ANTM each week, and gripe all the while. I have missed my peanut gallery while he has been in Paris; it has made for less animated viewing of all of our favorite time-sucking shows.

ninjahq said...

I feel your pain, as I always watch it alone and am generally scorned for my love of ANTM thus having no one to talk about it with!

I really want McKee to win!!