Is Marie Osmond actually good? Like, bordering on sizzling good? I love a little bit country in the form of a curvy grrrl working it on the dance floor.
Is the new Bachelor just another partially bearded, buffed up dud? Zzzzzz...big bucks and pecs does not a hottie husband make, ladies. His only endearing quality to me is when he laughs at the women's dumb attention-getting antics confession style.
And am I the only one who thinks a producer totally pushed that
sorority babe certainly non-drinking and velour lounge-suit wearing woman down the big old marble stairs? You know the crew was laughing, pouring those Juicy Couture ladies giant bordeaux glasses full of pear vodka, hoping for a filmable mishap. Strikingly similar to the Beven sprained ankle incident. Coincidence? Ohhh ohh oh, I think not. That's the goods.
Are all of you just biding time until Dirty Sexy Money is on again? Yowza. So funny, so now, and as Self-Made Mom says, oh so Dallas for a new generation.
What are you watching and wondering?