popculturegrrl

Hello everyone! In case you can’t tell, I am your news source for all things pop culture and the like. So for my first post, I would share all the deliciously wonderful pop culture things I like to indulge in. Such as trastastic reality television…on Vh1. Seriously. I bet you have all watched all THREE seasons of Flavor of Love, the two seasons of both I Love New York and Rock of Love with Bret Michaels, Charm School, and now…I LOVE MONEY. So I told myself, this would be were I drew the line. I would not be watching this train wreck. But alas, after a sad Legally Blonde The Musical: The Search for the Next Elle Woods (I was very sad Natalie went home) and in between reading Gone With the Wind, I found myself inexplicably drawn to the trashyness on my television screen.

The point of the show? Well a bunch of reality fame-whores compete in challenges they all had to do on their respective shows…and the winner wins $250,000. Right now there are two teams…sort of like the Real World/Road Rules Challenges only more train wrecky and with probably more STDs. Anywho, so right now Whiteboy (LOVE him) from ILNY-1 and Hoops, winner of FoL-1 are team captains. Oh and wait, there is also a ton of bromance going on between Heat and 12-Pack (no, these are not their real names). They apparently go on “tour” (read: Rec Centers) as the “Party Boys” (read: low-rent strippers) and do a choreographed dance (read: hilarity) in their boxer briefs. And when Heat was called to be on the team opposite his boyfriend…homeboy was pissed. Like was whining about it and everything. Dude. Grow a freaking pair.

Okay, so also, at some point, the host, CJ somethingorother, wants to know what everyone wants with the money. Pumkin (spitter from FoL-1) wants new boobs. And Meghan (RoL-2) chimes in that indeed, saggy boobs suck. Which causes lots of beeping on Vh1’s part along with Pumkin taking about how at least her boobs are real. Which Meghan, ever the voice of reason, exclaims, “then why do you want a boob job?” I mean this girl isn’t a rocket scientist by any stretch of the imagination, but she’s right. And then, The Entertainer, from ILNY-2, comes along and says how with this money he can finally move out of his parents basement. He is like 35, I think. Now, first of all Entertainer, I moved out when I was making $8.75/hour and a grad student and did just fine. Really, is it that hard?

So if this little summary didn’t peak your interest, well check out the show anyway. Its bound to be fantastic. With plenty to snark on.

ttfn

xoxo

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