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oh make me over
Mar. 23rd, 2003 06:03 amso i was watching this show on tlc tonight/last night/whenever.
horrible show.
fascinating show.
in some respects.
called what not to wear.
they have these two horrible fashion-type people who literally go through your wardrobe and tell you what not to wear and why. in detail. not being nice in the least. and then they throw everything they don't like out. i watched the girl they were making over try to wrench sweaters away from them, and yet they went. i was amazed. and kind of horrified. then again, once they sent her out to buy a new wardrobe with $5000 and gave her a make-over, she wasn't so unhappy about everything else. and in the end, she did look really good. didn't seem to hold grudges against the tv people, and overall seemed much happier and more confident.
somehow, even if part of me thinks i'd love being on a show like that, i know i'd never make it. i'm too much of a packrat and i keep far too many things based on sentimental value. let alone the 'well, i might need it for costume' or 'it might fit at some point' clothes.
i don't know why the shows on tlc suck me in. maybe it's because everything else that was on was paid programming or three channels of the same war coverage where the reporter sat twenty feet behind soldiers-- on their stomachs, with guns-- sat there in his shirt sleeves and watch and bullet proof vest with his bottle of evian and his little helmet and babbled. i was rather disgusted. at least when paired with cnn's email update today: one soldier dead, twelve wounded. makes me kind of sick. anyhow. time to figure out if i can sleep or not or stay up or what.
not that i'm ready to go back to classes, but i miss having people around.
(the easy solution would seem to be: go to chicago. i know. i'm working on it.)
horrible show.
fascinating show.
in some respects.
called what not to wear.
they have these two horrible fashion-type people who literally go through your wardrobe and tell you what not to wear and why. in detail. not being nice in the least. and then they throw everything they don't like out. i watched the girl they were making over try to wrench sweaters away from them, and yet they went. i was amazed. and kind of horrified. then again, once they sent her out to buy a new wardrobe with $5000 and gave her a make-over, she wasn't so unhappy about everything else. and in the end, she did look really good. didn't seem to hold grudges against the tv people, and overall seemed much happier and more confident.
somehow, even if part of me thinks i'd love being on a show like that, i know i'd never make it. i'm too much of a packrat and i keep far too many things based on sentimental value. let alone the 'well, i might need it for costume' or 'it might fit at some point' clothes.
i don't know why the shows on tlc suck me in. maybe it's because everything else that was on was paid programming or three channels of the same war coverage where the reporter sat twenty feet behind soldiers-- on their stomachs, with guns-- sat there in his shirt sleeves and watch and bullet proof vest with his bottle of evian and his little helmet and babbled. i was rather disgusted. at least when paired with cnn's email update today: one soldier dead, twelve wounded. makes me kind of sick. anyhow. time to figure out if i can sleep or not or stay up or what.
not that i'm ready to go back to classes, but i miss having people around.
(the easy solution would seem to be: go to chicago. i know. i'm working on it.)
