I don’t watch a ton of TV. Outside of sporting events (I’m an NBA geek, I admit), days can go by without my turning on the TV. For the most part, I’ve missed out on the reality TV craze, except for a couple of exceptions that stretch the definition. Penn & Teller’s series on Showtime, for example, seems like it should be called a documentary series, not reality TV.
That said, I’ve found myself utterly compelled to watch a new reality/documentary series on MTV: I Want a Famous Face.
Yup. Normal-ish people go around spending tens of thousands on plastic surgery so that they can resemble their favorite stars. Usually, the celebrities/targets in question are the trashy, heavily made-up types, like Carmen Electra or Tiffany Amber-Thiessen. But watching these people handing their surgeons covers of People magazine and saying, “Make me look like her,” is ridiculously fun to watch. (Okay: accent on the “ridicul” part of “ridiculously”.)
Fat woman who decides she looks enough like Jennifer Aniston to go the rest of the way via lipo, chin restructuring, boob implants? That’s entetainment!
Cute but boyish secretary who decides she wants to look like Britney Spears so that she can leave her day job as a secretary (at a plastic surgeon’s office) and get a job as a stripper? That’s even MORE entertainment!
Pudgy Latino guy who thinks he looks like Ricky Martin? Okay, maybe that’s NOT so entertaining, but still!
(Meanwhile, fer yer edification, let’s supplement the Awful Plastic Surgery link with this one, offering realistic advice from a cosmetic surgeon)