Not that garbage 90210 that feels like a really long Urban Outfitters ad. (I'm sorry Michael Lee from The Wire! I still love you!) The best show is actually on, wait for it, CBS, and it sounds like it would be a total piece of dead-by-December trash. It's called The Ex List, and it's about some thirtysomething chic in vague Cali somewhere who is told by a crystal ball-reader that she'll either get married in the next year—to someone she's already dated!!!—or not at all. So she (Bella) starts tracking down all the loser dudes she hooked up w/ in her past. Like I said, sounds like shit. But it's actually genius, written by someone who has actually met a 30-year-old single girl, even. There are jokes about bikini waxing: They call all-off The Gandhi and just the landing strip The Hitler. Plus, the lead chick, Elizabeth Reaser, is adorableness.
It took me until 2008 to realize that writing things on the internet doesn't (necessarily) make you the most annoying person in the universe. Then my friend had a dream that I had a blog where I posted a photo of myself in an orange sequined dress. Hot.
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