Oh reality TV, or as my dad likes to call it “the trash I watch on Sunday nights”, where would I be without you?
If I’m being completely honest I would lose my marbles if I didn’t have the magic that is reality TV. Who doesn’t like to sit down and see if the grass is greener on the other side?
I’m not going to lie to anyone; reality TV is probably my favorite guilty pressure. My housemates, family members, and really anyone who knows me know that if there is a Real Housewives marathon on TV my butt will be parked on the couch from beginning to end. Whenever I’m stressed out or annoyed or finishing up with midterms, reality TV reminds me that it’s not so bad. Sure I have three exams, but at least I didn’t get sentenced to 15 months in a federal prison. There’s always someone who is stirring up drama, which makes me so thankful that I am just a casual college student navigating through life in Oxford, Ohio.
Whether you like "Keeping Up With The Kardashians," "Real Housewives" of whatever, or even "Say Yes to the Dress," reality TV provides endless entertainment. At my house, Thursday nights are when all my housemates pile into the living room to watch the freaks on Extreme Guide to Parenting. It really gave me a lot of insight as to why there are such strange people in the world, it’s because their parents are wackos.
Regardless of whether we are screaming because we're so grossed out or laughing hysterically at something a crazy champagne sipping housewife said, reality TV brings us all together and provides some comic relief for our days.
The drama, the catfights, and all the shenanigans may be aggressive and over the top but I wouldn’t trade them for the world. Some may say that reality TV is going to be the demise of our generation but all I have to say to those haters is you must not like to laugh. How can you not laugh at someone flipping the table and yelling “Prostitution WH*RE” at a dinner party? Its just too hilarious to not sit back and laugh your butt off with all your friends.
While other people choose to watch some depressing and aggressive TV show, I would rather watch some trashy broads throw wine on each other while accusing each other of talking trash.
So, I would like to thank the Andy Cohen’s and Ryan Seacrest’s of the world for providing me with hours of laughs and reminding me that my tiny problems are not so bad. Reality TV, I love you! XOXO Annmarie