Confession: I love me some trashy tv. Love it.
My latest exploration? Most Eligible Dallas on Bravo. I have a love-hate relationship with this insipid show. I stare at the people and wonder how they became to be so shallow and yet I can't move away from the screen. I stare and wonder, where do these people work? when do they have time to sleep? do all children of wealthy parents end up as not-so-hard-working socialites? do people across the nation assume that all Dallas-ites are that shallow?
Now Dallas is way different from Fort Worth. Wayyyy different. I typically turn up my nose at Dallas-ites, my husband is known to assert that he would NEVER live in Dallas. Before my sister up and decided to attend college in Dallas, I was certain of the same thing. But then something happened.. . I realized there's some great neighborhoods in Dallas. Great people. Great restaurants. Great shopping. Now, to be honest, I also realize that there's the plastic, shiny side of Dallas that makes me tired just to contemplate. This is the side featured in my trashy tv show. Inherited money, girls constantly shopping for husbands, big hair, big make-up, all-designer, all the time. Even a local radio host has fallen into the trap. Listening to him hosting shows on stations featuring oldies from the 60s, 70s and 80s, I assumed he was a fun-loving, family man. Fun-loving? Yeah. Family man? Yes, in so far as he has 4 ex-wives and numerous children. That's a lot of family time.
I digress. My point is that I can't stop watching because I have to know if Matt and Courtney finally kiss. Pathetic, but true. So if you are watching this out in trashy-tv-land, please know there are darn nice people in Dallas. We aren't all on the plastic, seen-to-be-seen scene.
Now back to America's Next Top Model, my original trashy tv addiction. All Stars? Even better.