19.11.08

tv life lessons

I have plenty of guilty pleasure shows. i obsess over so you think you can dance to the point where i actually sit through Leah Miller's disastrous hosting "talents" on so you think you can dance canada.
 
i still watch heroes even though plenty of people tell me it's a rip off of every comic book ever made, the plot makes no sense and milo venti-how do you spell his last name can't act.


that being said, my number one guilty pleasure show is hands down gossip girl. it's taught me so many things. like:
- having sex with your best friend's boyfriend on a bar stool at some wedding and then running away in said boyfriend's dress shirt and nothing else to some hotel room party to do coke and then kill a dude is okay, a year at boarding school will help you and everyone forget.
- losing your virginity in a limo after you did a strip tease at a burlesque bar at 17 is not slutty.
- drinking at bars every night when you're 17 is easy in the USA.
- smoking pot in the middle of central park is also no big deal, everyone is doing it!
- wearing a sexy night slip, aka lingerie, to go out and play in the leaves with your boyfriend is "carefree", not inappropriate. or really weird.

but my number one life lesson comes from rufus, aka the cool Sandy Cohen dad. if you're ever in an awkward situation, go hunting for pecans!




why does this make me laugh so hard? maybe it reminds me of franz.

ta!

julia gulia


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