I am blessed with a lovely daughter who, despite all attempts on my part to discourage her, keeps encouraging me to watch The Bachelor (and its gender flipped twin, The Bachelorette.) I don’t watch any reality shows, not ones where people make chess pieces out of biscuits, almost die on far away islands, ponder the need for bigger breasts/lips/hair, or get jiggy on top of the covers. […]
I’ve watched almost no reality TV. I watched the finals of the first four seasons of American Idol, some scenes from the two Survivor seasons my niece’s husband was on, and the episodes of The Voice when a kid who went to school with my twins performed. I’ve never seen a cooking show, a home show, or a this family is completely crazy show.
Today, as part of an assignment for a journalism class I’m taking, I’m going watch two episodes of Say Yes to the Dress and live blog as I do. (Live blogging means I’ll be writing in real time as the show runs.) I picked this show because a wedding is so often part of the HEA we love in romance. I’ve read descriptions of hundreds of wedding dresses in the books but other than planning my own (I wore an altered version of my grandmother’s dress.) and going with […]
He has teddy bear-button eyes set in a face that looks like a knuckle, and he’s on my television, literally, half the time its on. And I just adore him. Yep, it’s Gordon Ramsay.
My TV-husband crush began earlier this summer when I was introduced to Kitchen Nightmares, which airs on BBC America. Before that Ramsay was just the mean guy I occasionally saw abusing cooks when commercials for some random show interrupted whatever I was watching. Now I know that “random show” is Hell’s Kitchen, and it is among the many, many Gordon Ramsay programs I watch. And there ARE many, many. There’s the travel one, and the prison one, and several cooking ones including two cooking contests, and two different incarnations of the Kitchen Nightmare show. There may be more of which I’m unaware.
That “mean” guy is actually quite funny, and he has a lot of charm on […]
Underwhelmed? No, I was appalled when I heard the cast announcement for this season. I’d never even heard of a lot of the “stars,” and the ones I had? Horror.I picked Kirstie Alley and Ralph Macchio as early jokes of the season. If you’ve watched the show before, you know what I mean. The star — or stars — of the season who are horrible dancers, make a joke of the process, and are kept on way too long for either the drama or ratings. I vowed I would finally give the show up.
Okay, that vow lasted until about five minutes before the season began, when my fingers flipped the switch to ABC and I was once again watching DWTS. I was prepared to switch channels at any time. Well, no channel switching occurred that first night, and I’ve been glued to my TV each show since for the performances. […]