'Tis the season for a little pop culture

The holiday season is upon us and it is important that we take some time to give thanks for the blessings we have.  Of course there are the obvious reasons to be thankful such as family and friends.  But we can’t forget the other very important reasons to be thankful – the pop culture reasons.  As the year comes to a close, I have complied a pithy, yet thought provoking list of the top five pop culture phenomena that I am thankful for this year.  So sit back, relax, grab a cup of eggnog, and let’s give thanks for pop culture in all its greatness.

#5 – Miley Cyrus – No matter how bad of a hair day I have, I can go to bed knowing that my hair always looks better than Miley’s hair.

#4 – Kanye West – Whenever I get depressed that my life is nowhere near as glamorous as Kim Kardashian’s life,  I quickly remember that she is tied to Kanye West for at least the next 18 years. 

#3 – Justin Timberlake – Where do I begin - the hair, the smooth as silk voice, the way he glides so elegantly on the dance floor, most amazing grill ever?  Oh JT, how you define the phrase “total package”.

#2 – Britney – She’s got her show in Vegas.  She’s got her body back.  She’s gotten rid of the bad hair extensions.  It seems like finally the stars are aligning because our girl is back.  Boom!

#1 – E! – “Keeping Up with the Kardashians”, “Total Divas”, “Secret Societies of Hollywood” – the list goes on and on.  What would my life be like without these mesmerizing, gripping shows?   I can tell you how it would be - empty and hollow. 

If you haven’t made your holiday pop culture thankful list, I encourage you do to so.  It really helps to put your life into perspective.   However, if you feel like you don’t have much to be thankful for hold on - E! just aired a new Christmas episode of “Keeping Up with the Kardashians”.  If you missed it don’t worry.  You can catch a rerun of the episode at the top of the hour every hour for the next three months or so.  ‘Tis the season and may pop culture make you merry and bright!

All I need is my sprinkler and fishing line and I am in business!

                I have often wondered how I would react if I ever met someone famous.  Would I act cool like they were just another regular person?  Would I go crazy and freak out?  Would I secretly stalk them while they completed their mundane activities?  Sadly, I have never had the opportunity to see which option I would pick since I have never been within a 20 mile radius of a famous person (And BTW it’s not due to any restraining orders that Britney has against me.  I know what you haters are thinking!)

                Recently some “normal” people like us got the opportunity to see how they would react when they were invited to Chris Kirkpatrick’s wedding.  In case you don’t know, Chris Kirkpatrick is 1/5 of the most amazing boy band ever - N’SYNC.  While he is the 1/5 of the band that no one cares about (next to the other 1/5’s that no one really cares about - Joey Fatone, JC Chasez and Lance Bass), he’s still part of the group.  This is important because it means he’s connected to the most amazing boy who ever belonged to a boy band – Justin Timberlake.  Now what’s so great about this wedding is that the N’SYNC members not only came to the wedding, but they also served as the ushers at the wedding. 

Anyone who has been to a wedding knows that it’s really just the luck of the draw as to which usher or groomsman takes you to your seat.  But mark my words, if I had been at that wedding, I would have make it my life’s mission to have Justin Timberlake walk me down the aisle to my seat.  Maybe I would have strategically maneuvered my way to the front of the line.  Maybe I would have waited in the back until I saw an opportunity to sneak up beside him.   Maybe I would have knocked Granny out of the way in order to be next in line.  I don’t know the specifics, but I do know that I would not have let that wedding start without a very slow walk down the aisle with Justin Timberlake.

I can picture exactly how it would go.  After I take Justin’s arm, we would walk down the aisle with everyone staring and admiring us.  As we get to the end, I would strike up a conversation with an engaging question, such as “So do you like being back in Orlando?” to which he would reply, “I do” and then I would immediate cut him off right there and say “I do too!”  Think about it, he says “I do”, I say “I do”, we are in a church, badda bing badda boom, we are married! 

Now, given that my ceremony plan might run into a few kinks, I would have needed a reception back-up plan to secure my run-in with Justin.  Off the top of my head, there are three surefire ways that it could have gone down.  One is I could have causally bumped into him at the bar and said something along the lines of “Don’t you want to say ‘Bye, Bye, Bye’ to this reception and go grab a cocktail with me somewhere else?”  Another way is I could have gotten on the band’s microphone and proclaimed my admiration by saying “Despite the cornrows and denim outfit, my love for you never faltered!” Or I could have challenged him to a dance off where I would have showcased my signature dance moves of the sprinkler and the fishing line.   I think you can agree that all three of these plans would have been golden.

I guess we will never know how it would have gone down or what I would have said to him.  All I know is that if I was at the wedding of Chris Kirkpatrick and what’s her face, I would have made that night count.  It would have been totally and completely epic.  Maybe it would have ended with us falling madly in love.  Maybe it would have ended with me leaving reception in handcuffs with a piece of his beautiful hair stuffed down my dress.   Who knows.  Either way, I would have been a happy camper.

 

Note to self - start making friends with people who may have a connection to boy bands in order to be invited to their wedding.

 

Chris is thinking "Oh great, no one is going to care about me and my new wife now that JT is at the wedding."  True story Chris, true story.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

How about next time there's a little more you and a little less boob.

Music videos have come a long way in the past 30 years.  Some videos are so monumental it defines the artist such as “Thriller” for Michael Jackson, “Vogue” for Madonna, and of course one of my favorites “Baby One More Time” for Britney Spears.  These videos are not just a staple in pop culture, but also in our lives.  I mean where would we be today without these videos?  They allowed us to witness some of the most epic events such as Michael’s one and only date with a woman, Madonna’s amazingly scandalous pointed bra, and Britney’s belly button.  If it weren’t for music videos, we might not have known that these things ever existed. 

But then again there are some music videos that just don’t make sense.  You watch them, and you try to see it from the singer’s perspective, but no matter how hard you try you can’t quite figure out why they would make a video like that.  The video might leave you feeling confused and disturbed - kind of like the way Robin Thicke’s “Blurred Lines” and Justin Timberlake’s “Tunnel Vision” make me feel every single time I watch them.

If you have not watched these two videos I can describe them to you easily.  Boobs.  Boobs.  And more boobs.   I mean seriously, boys what’s with all the boobs?  

Let’s start with Robin Thicke’s “Blurred Lines”.  For one thing this video is just straight up weird.  You have Robin Thicke singing this really great song while these women bounce around doing them most random things like riding a stationary bike and holding a goat.  Yeah that’s right a goat, like a real live goat.  I mean it just doesn’t make sense.  At what point during the production of the video did someone say, “I have this really great idea to have one the topless girls hold a goat.  It would really capture the essence of the video.”  Despite all of the obvious absurdness, the thing I really can’t get over are the girls’ shoes.  I know what you are thinking “With everything going on in that video and all of the boobs flopping around you are really looking at the shoes?”  The answer is yes.  The shoes are terrible!  These models are walking around in thongs and all I can see are the terrible, white, platform tennis shoes they are wearing.  I mean what’s the point in having them even wear shoes?  You are pretty much completely naked.  Are the shoes really serving any purpose? 

Now, you all know I absolutely love Justin Timberlake.  He really can do no wrong in my book (except when he chose to date Cameron Diaz – needless to say JT and I were on the outs then).  While his video is very similar to Robin Thicke’s video, I walked away with a different feeling.  With the “Blurred Lines” video I felt offended (both by the naked ladies and by the terrible white shoes) as well as completely and utterly confused.  But with “Tunnel Vision” my sentiments were just a bit different.  When I first started watching the video, I was really annoyed that Justin would fall to the level of Robin Thicke.  I kept thinking “I can’t believe he would do this.  I’m so offended.”   I quickly moved onto “Man, Justin really does look good.  Is it possible that he gets hotter with each video?”  And then before I knew it, “The girls really do add an artistic touch.  That is a great video.”  As per usual by the end of the video my admiration for Justin completely offset my annoyance with all the nakedness.   Again I fell victim to all that is Justin Timberlake.  Shame on me.

Justin and Robin, we all want to congratulate you on making music video history.  You have a place in history right beside some of the world’s most influential artist.  But can we please make a small suggestion?  Next time boys let’s try a little more you in the video and a little less boob.  Just saying.

 

One of the models from the "Blurred Lines" video (obviously not the unrated version)

They put some clothes on her, but nobody thought to change her shoes?  Come on now.

 

Needless to say it was not easy finding a picture from the "Tunnel Vision" video

just way, way too much boob and not enough JT for me

 

 

Who would have thought back in the 90's that this would one day be considered modest?

 

 





 

 

 

The VMAs - the Good, the Bad, and the WTF

Last Sunday night the Video Music Awards were on MTV.  While this used to be a staple of my youth, I have since moved onto more age appropriate shows like “Keeping up with the Kardashians” and “Fashion Police”.  You know shows that really reflect quality television.  Honestly, I can’t tell you the last time I watched MTV for a prolonged period of time.  However, that all went out the window very quickly when I heard about this year’s VMA show.  The show was all that I ever dreamed it would be.  It had a great performance, annoying celebrities, and it left me with the lingering sting of realizing that I will have to live out the rest of my life as a normal, non-famous person. 

Afterwards, I took the time to sit down and reflect on all that was pop music for today’s generation.  When I was done, I was able to break the show down into three categories – the Good, the Bad, and the WTF.

The Good

Not that I even need to explain “the Good” section, but in case you missed it I can say it all in just two letters - JT.  Justin Timberlake received the something or other award. Blah, blah, blah.  Who cares about that?!  What was really important was his live performance in which he sang snip bits of his most popular songs.  It really didn’t matter to me what he sang or that the volume to the television was even on.  As long as he is on screen, I’m good.  However, his performance was nothing short of A-MAZ-ING. 

I couldn’t share my enthusiasm with anyone since my husband was smart enough to watch tv downstairs, so I was left with texting my all of my excitement and awe to my sister.  Throughout his 15 minute performance, my sister and I sent 25 text messages to each other.  Our texts to each other read like a face to face conversation.

My sister:  “I wonder if it’s just going to be him for a while and NSYNC later in the show?”

Me:  “Good point.  Not liking the outfit, though he does make the wedding ring look hot.”

My sister:  “OMG I just said the exact same thing!”

Me: “Oh I love this song!”

My sister: “He’s like ‘Don’t touch me’ (to those girls).”

Me:  “If I touched him I wouldn’t let go.”

My sister: “Yeah I just said I’d probably lick his hand or something.”

Me: “Totally.”

My sister:  “NSYNC baby!”

Me: “#%$*@!” (I am sure you can guess what I said.)

Me:  “That was not enough NSYNC.”

My sister:  “But it was good and action packed.  This is about JT, not those clowns.”

Me: “True.  Enough Taylor Swift already.  So sad it’s over.  Definitely not worth watching now.”

My sister: “For real.”

To put the title “the Good” with Justin Timberlake is really an insult to him.  It obviously doesn’t describe the true awesomeness that is Justin Timberlake.  To be honest, there probably aren’t enough words to accurately articulate his brilliance and overall fabulousness.  So for now, we will just leave it as the good - the very, very good.

The Bad

MTV does a lot of great things.  It showcases the latest of today’s hit music.  It produces ridiculous reality shows that are nothing short of brain damage.  It keeps the youth of America informed on the not so important issues of today.  It also makes you feel really, REALLY old.  I mean old people.  While I was watching the show I realized that I didn’t know most of the presenters and performers.  How is that possible?  I know I’m 32 years old, but I pride myself on maintaining the mindset of my youth.  I had all these “old people” thoughts running through my mind like, “What song is this?”, “Her dress is way too tight.”, and “Could that kid from One Direction get a haircut?”  To put it mildly, it was disturbing.  I know that I’m no spring chicken, but come on.  I was 32 when I began watching Sunday’s show and 72 when I finished watching the show.   Needless to say, Grandma aka me was none too pleased about that.

The WTFs

Obviously there were many bad moments at the VMAs like Rhianna’s mullet and the overdone screen time of Taylor Swift.  Did anyone else notice that Taylor Swift didn’t know the words to the Justin Timberlake songs?  She’s a pop music star.  How in the world can she not know the words to his songs?  I’ll just file it as another reason why Taylor Swift grates on my nerves.

Obviously the one of the biggest WTFs of the night was Miley Cyrus.  Her performance was disgusting and made her look like trailer trash, but the real crime was that outfit.  For crying out loud she was wearing a onesie with a giant teddy bear face.  WTF Miley!  WTF!  Please for the love of God, do everyone a favor and stop sticking your tongue out, put on some clothes, and at the very least grow your hair back out. 

And Robin Thicke.  Robin, Robin, Robin.  W. T. F.  Not only was your performance gross, but you looked like (in the words of my friend) Beetlejuice.  What a terrible outfit.

Regardless of each and every WTF of the night, the crowning WTF moment has to go to Lady Gaga.  It’s not just because of the weird nun portrayal at the beginning of her performance or even that she finished the performance in a G-string and shell outfit.  Oh no.  She really out WTF-ed herself this time. The best moment of the night was watching Will Smith and his kids watch Justin Timberlake perform with Lady Gaga sitting in front of them – in her thong.  She was dancing and grooving to the music in her thong while Will Smith’s children were sitting behind her.  Did she not ever think, “WTF, maybe I should put some pants on so I don’t have to expose my jiggly butt to children.”?  WTF Lady Gaga, even for you.

 

There you have it everyone.  The VMAs have taken apart and dissected into what it was – the good, the bad, and the WTF.  I guess what we really need to ask ourselves is this - Is the show really full of the biggest and brightest music stars or is it just a bunch of ridiculousness?  Is it all wrong or is it just what it should be.  Maybe it’s supposed to be a ridiculous show that pushes the envelope.  Maybe I just don’t get it because I have out grown the VMAs.  Maybe I have officially become old.  WTF my friends, WTF.

 

a new level of obsession has been reached

Justin Timberlake - the oh so very, very good

 

 





One Direction - not sure which one needs a haircut the most

my unfortunate aging - the bad





The bear's face says it all

Miley Cyrus - WTF

 

 

 

this outfit needs some "Blurred Lines"

Robin Thicke - WTF

 

 

 

Lady Gaga - not a care in the world

 

 

 

meanwhile . . .

 

 





Will Smith and his kids - don't worry guys, we'll say it for you

WTF

 

 





All I can hear is the way you look.

I’ll admit it; I’m not a fashionista.  I never have been.  In elementary school I had a terrible perm.  In the 6th grade, I was the owner of multiple silk shirts.  And in high school I wore a hideous lace dress to a school dance.  Like I said, I’m not a fashionista, but I never claimed to be one. 

It would be different if I had made all of these terrible fashion mistakes while I was a host on a weekly fashion show who critiques other people’s outfits.  That would just be plain hypocritical.  How would I be able say that someone looks ridiculous when I am sitting there with purple hair or wearing a hideous plaid suit or a terrible spray tan?  Who would I be to tell others their outfit is awful when what I am wearing is even worse?  What would that make me?  I’ll tell you what it would make me; it would make me a host on E!’s hit show “Fashion Police”. 

First, let me say that I LOVE “Fashion Police”.  I DVR it every week and make sure I watch it sans hubby.  (Really it’s best to watch it without the peanut gallery in the background.  Especially a peanut gallery who has more than one tie-dyed shirt.).  I think the show is hysterical despite the underlying hypocrisy of the hosts.  I love their games such as “Starlet or Streetwalker”, “Guess Me From Behind”, and “Rack Report”.  I love seeing the paparazzi pictures of celebrities and most importantly I love seeing those celebrities get criticized. 

Now, there are times however, that I have to take the show with a grain of salt.  For example, let’s start with the star of “Fashion Police”, Joan Rivers.  Now I don’t want to be too hard since the lady is 80 years old, but man her face is pulled tighter than my pants after Thanksgiving dinner.  Holy cow!  Now sometimes what she says is funny, but have you ever heard her criticize a celebrity for the results of a bad plastic surgery?  It’s amazing that she thinks she has any room to talk?  Is she really in a position to criticize when she can barely move her eyebrows?

Then there is George Kotsiopoulos, the cute albeit very gay, stylist who’s well done spray tan and pearly whites allow him to appeal to both men and women.  I typically take George’s opinion to heart the most that is until I saw him wearing the most horrible plaid coat and matching vest.  Oh Georgie, come on.  You’re gay and you’re a stylist.  We expect more from you.

Another host is Giuliana Rancic.  She is funny and energetic.  Now that being said I have to wonder “WTF Guiliana?  What is up with the hair extensions and overdone spray tan?”  Her extensions were so long that she was basically swimming in that terrible hair.  And the spray tan – I know you are Italian, but no one is that tan all of the time.  No one.  She looks like Ross from that episode of “Friends” when he gets confused in the spray tan booth. 

Speaking of terrible hair let’s talk about the queen of terrible hair – Kelly Osbourne.  Why, why is her hair purple?  I know that she is an Osbourne and therefore has a bit of crazy in her genes, but the hair, the hair!  It makes her look 85 years old.  It’s just plain terrible.  Then there are her outfit choices.  One episode she was wearing a sailor shirt with a captain’s hat.  Yes, a captain’s hat as in a hat that a captain of a boat would wear.  She’s wearing a captain’s hat as she criticizing the fashion choices of others.  The whole time I am watching her all I kept thinking was “No, that couldn’t be.  She wouldn’t.  Seriously is that?  What?  How?  Why?”  I just don’t’ get it.  Apparently she is really into being “fashion forward”.  I’m not sure what that means exactly, but if it means wearing a captain’s hat, count me out.

Bad perms.   Hideous silk shirts.  Terrible formal dresses.  They all are just a drop in the bucket to the fashion crimes committed by these so called fashionistas.  It’s just like the saying goes, “Those who have had too many facelifts, wear matching plaid vests and jackets, go on hair extension and spay tan overload, and have purple hair really shouldn’t throw fashion stones.”  They just really, really shouldn’t.

Joan Rivers - the epitome of aging gracefully

 

 

 

George is lucky that his good looking grill distracts from that horrible outfit.

 

 

   

 

 

I guess Giuliana counted "mississippilessly" like Ross did.  How else can you explain it?

 

 

Luckily, she wrapped that scarf in her hair. 

Otherwise her hair would have looked ridiculous.

 

Sorry Apple, Bear, and North. I guess your parents just hate you.

I know I haven’t posted in a REALLY long time, but it’s not without good reason.  My spring and summer has been so super busy.    Let’s see, I have been filming my reality tv show, going on interviews and photo shoots, vacationing in Greece, getting my divorce finalized, and of course having a baby.  Wait, that’s right that isn't me, that's Kim Kardashian. 

While we can all agree that she makes a sweet living out of doing absolutely nothing, it does keep her busy.  Maybe this busy schedule is the reason why she and Kanye West chose to name their child North West.  What else could be the reason for such a ridiculous name?  Either their busy schedule is to blame or they just plain hate their child.  At this point in time these are the only logical reasons I can come up with.

What is it with celebrities choosing absurd names for their children?  Do they think that just because they are famous and have money it keeps them from looking stupid?  Do they not realize that their child now has a giant bull’s eye on their back?  I’m sure those rich celebrity kids can be just as cruel as the other kids.  (I predict Suri Cruise will be the Regina George of Beverly Hills.  I mean what 4 year old wears high heels?) 

Luckily for Kim Kardashian and Kanye West, they are not alone.  There seems to be an entire slew of celebrities who think their “cleverness” puts them in a supreme coolness category that the rest of us could never achieve.  To spare you the time and nausea of looking up these names on your own, I will give you 5 of my favorite, yet most obnoxious celebrity baby names.  Prepare to be amazed at the sheer volume of stupid.

1)    Apple Martin – As if Gwyneth Paltrow wasn’t annoying enough, she had to go and do this.

2)    Coco Arquette – I understand Coco coming from a child of David Arquette, but Courtney Cox, seriously?  We really did expect more from you Courtney - after all you are from Alabama.

3)    Pilot Inspektor – The “My Name is Earl” actor is the proud papa to this terrible name.  I guess they wanted to keep the crazy baby name trend going in the family.  It makes sense if you think about it; the baby’s father's name is Jason Lee for crying out loud.

4)    Tennessee Toth – I’m all about embracing your roots, but really Reece Witherspoon.  I hope he inherits his parent’s good looks or else middle school is really going to suck for this kid.

5)    Bear Blu – Alicia Silverstone prepare to be hated by your child for the rest of your life.

So there you have it people, 5 of the worst celebrity baby names ever.  The best part about this is this is the short list.  There are many more ridiculous names and future victims of Hollywood bullying being born every single day.

 

In regards to North West, we might never know the reasoning for such a stupid name.  I don't even think Kris Jenner understands.  She was quoted as saying, "The way [Kim] explained it to me was that North means highest power and she says that North is their highest point together."  

Um, what? 

I'm not sure its something we will ever understand.  Part of me thinks there must have been something that forced them to think this was a good idea.  Maybe Kim had a rush of pregnancy endorphins after birth.  Maybe the epidural was too strong.  Maybe Kanye smoked one of those “other” cigarettes.  Who knows.  Maybe we are the ones who are off.  Maybe in 20 years we will look back at North West and think “Wow, your parents really were baby name trendsetters.”  Oh who are we kidding, that’s never going to happen.

 

 

 

 

Apparently, Kim had a hard time accepting how pregnancy changed her body.  Naming the baby North West must have been payback for it having made her fat.

 

 

Gwyneth Paltrow and Apple

I mean . . . . I just . . . .oh hell what’s the point?  

 

 

 

She named me what?  Come on!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There Brintey goes, just like the Karate Kid.

So it’s been quite some time since I last posted on the blog, but it’s not without reason.  I have been mulling over this post for a while, trying to let fate run its course and let myself reflect on the reality of the situation.  But now I think it’s now safe let you know my take on everything.

I can sum it up in four simple words . . . . Britney is back baby!

I know, I know, you must be thinking that I’ve lost my mind.  That I have finally let the awesomeness that is Britney Spears cloud my good judgment.  But just hear me out.

I know there were a few of you who were shocked when Britney and Jason Trawick ended their relationship.  I on the other hand, wasn’t.  Don’t get me wrong, he was ok, but their relationship seemed more business than pleasure. 

And as soon as the news of the breakup came out, so did the naysayers.  “Is this the beginning of the next Britney downfall?”  “I bet she’s going to have another breakdown!”  “Oh just wait, it’s about to be 2007 all over again.”

I will admit that my heart did skip a beat when I saw her get coffee at Starbucks wearing those wretched Uggs.  But guys relax; this is Britney that we are talking about.  True, she doesn’t have the best track record, but she’s like a cat, she always lands on her feet no matter how bad it might seem at first.  Even the with worst Britney shenanigans, I can prove there was always a silver lining that followed. 

Crazy Shenanigan # 1

We all remember when Britney drove with her child on her lap. 











Silver Lining

New awareness was brought to light about the safety of children in cars.

 

 

Crazy Shenanigan # 2

Britney attacked a car with an umbrella.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Silver Lining

Britney is proving that it’s always best to be prepared.  You never know when you might run into a freak rainstorm.

 

 

 

Crazy Shenanigan # 3

Britney married her childhood friend Jason Alexander in Las Vegas wearing a black midriff sweater, torn jeans, and a trucker hat.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Silver Lining

At least she knew that it was customary to wear black to a formal event like a wedding. Plus, I am sure the invitation said black tie optional.

 

 

Honestly, if you think about it, aren’t we all just a little bit Britney ourselves?   Haven’t we made our share of mistakes?  Who of us hasn’t gotten a bad hair cut or walked on a not so clean floor?  And if we are just a tad like Britney, who are we to judge her?  She’s the one who is leaving her $15 million job at the “X Factor” to headline her own show in Las Vegas.  She’s the one who broke up with her fiancé and then came to Elton John’s Oscar party looking killer.  She’s the one who remains from awesome from head to toe. 

 

So don’t worry guys, Britney will be just fine.  After all she did once say:

“I go through life like a Karate Kid.”

I don’t really know what that means, but I’m sure Mr. Miyage would be proud.

 


Come on you guys, you know you have walked on some unclean floors too.

 


No worries, this isn't a repeat of 2007 (though the UGGs unfortunately are). 

 

                                                            

Ladies and gentlemen she is back!  Boom!

 

 

When it comes to the Kardashians, love really is a battlefield just like Pat Benatar said.

Tonight is a quite night in my house.  I am sitting alone drinking a glass of wine and taking some time to reflect on events that are happening in the world.  There is a big gun debate going on in the country.  Three of the biggest stars in the history of baseball were rejected from the baseball hall of fame.  Kim Kardashian is pregnant.  Wait what?  That’s right.  Kim Kardashian is preggers and for some reason it was one of the most talked about news stories in the last couple of weeks.

The announcement of Baby Kimye (in case you don’t know that is a combo name for Kim Kardashian and Kanye West) has once again stirred up the inner turmoil I have for the Kardashian clan.  Here’s the break down:  I equally love and hate that family.  I get so sick of how over exposed they are, yet I can’t stop watching them.  I despise some of the things they do, yet I admire other things they do.  I am in a vicious cycle where I border on obsession and disgust.

When I found out about the pregnancy my first thought was “Oh great, exactly what the world needs – another Kardashian.”  This thought was quickly followed by “I wonder if they will do a spin-off of the show to follow her pregnancy.  That would be awesome!”

Unfortunately it seems as though Baby Kimye only added fuel to the ever raging fire of my Kardashian feelings.   

My love/hate for this family was also brought back up to the surface when I saw this week’s US Weekly magazine.  Plastered on the cover is Kourtney Kardashian in a bikini.  The tag line reads “How I got thin fast”.  Immediately I was enraged!  How you got thin fast?!  I can tell you how you got thin fast!  You are rich.  You have nannies to take care of your children.  You have a personal chef to do all of your shopping and to cook you healthy meals.  You have a personal trainer that you can afford to meet with every single day.  You have a house keeper to clean your house and do your laundry.  Your “job” consists of having a television crew follow you around all day while you cuss, shop, and hang out.  You have all the time in the world to get thin fast!

Then my next immediate thought was, “She looks great!  I love that bikini!  I hope they will include this on the next season of Keeping up with the Kardashians.”

And so it goes on.  My battle of love and hate continues just like the many episodes and spin-offs of “Keeping Up with the Kardashians”.   

I guess Pat Benatar was right when she sang “Love is a Battlefield”.  It sure is Pat.  It sure is.

 

 

 

The Kardashians in their 2012 Christmas card looking annoying and perfect in equal messures.