Have you ever done something that you just felt ashamed of afterward? Like, it was fun at the time, but then a few hours or days later you just felt gross?
That's how I feel the day after I spend an evening watching Bridezillas.
Why do I do it every week? I'm asking myself this as I experience my Monday morning Bridezilla guilty hang-over.
Why? Is football really that boring? Why don't I just read a book? Or pumice my feet? Or dust my Willow Tree figures? Or stand in the freezing cold outside admiring my Christmas deck lights?
Why do I invest myself in these women? Why do I watch the same episodes that I've seen countless times? Why do I actually know their names?
(BTW.......Alex, Maria, Erica, Megan and of course, Karen are the worst ones ever.)
I think I actually know and the answer doesn't make me feel that proud either.
These jack-ass women make me feel good about myself.
Yeah! I said it!
When I watch this show I can congratulate myself on many of my great qualities:
~maturity
~good looks
~adult relationship with another human being
~respect for my parents
~not being hung up on material garbage
~not thinking I somehow should be running the world
~consideration for people different from me
~appreciating my friends and not treating them like servants
I know I am only one of many people who have written about this show, and I won't be the last. It's too easy to assert that marriage should be a time of happiness for couples and their families and brides should be the picture of all that is good and beautiful in those events. It's too easy to point out that these women have incredible self-esteem and power issues who love to use the excuse of "it's my day" for every inappropriate gaff. It's even too easy to see that these women function like this in every facet of their lives, and the wedding is just the current event to be spotlighted.
Just imagine what these "ladies" will be like when they get pregnant. Gulp.
And don't go feeling too sorry for these grooms. They chose these women. They knew what they were getting.
And even as rude as these debutantes can be to their own parents, calling them idiots and such, (way to go, Megan) don't feel too sorry for them either. I would take a guess that the parents are half the problem of these ill-adjusted selfish grown women.
I have experienced a few Bridezillas in my time. Those memories aren't fond. I was bride once myself (gulp) and I know for a fact I wasn't one. If I'm ever a bride again (hmmm) I know I won't be one.
How do I know? Because behavior is a choice, my gentle readers. It is not ever something that is out of your realm of control. If it is, you need to be under the care of a doctor or mental health professional or detox specialist.
I make my choice weekly to watch this awful show. But luckily, compared to these self-indulged twits, my choice is not nearly so bad as many of theirs.
That's how I feel the day after I spend an evening watching Bridezillas.
Why do I do it every week? I'm asking myself this as I experience my Monday morning Bridezilla guilty hang-over.
Why? Is football really that boring? Why don't I just read a book? Or pumice my feet? Or dust my Willow Tree figures? Or stand in the freezing cold outside admiring my Christmas deck lights?
Why do I invest myself in these women? Why do I watch the same episodes that I've seen countless times? Why do I actually know their names?
(BTW.......Alex, Maria, Erica, Megan and of course, Karen are the worst ones ever.)
I think I actually know and the answer doesn't make me feel that proud either.
These jack-ass women make me feel good about myself.
Yeah! I said it!
When I watch this show I can congratulate myself on many of my great qualities:
~maturity
~good looks
~adult relationship with another human being
~respect for my parents
~not being hung up on material garbage
~not thinking I somehow should be running the world
~consideration for people different from me
~appreciating my friends and not treating them like servants
I know I am only one of many people who have written about this show, and I won't be the last. It's too easy to assert that marriage should be a time of happiness for couples and their families and brides should be the picture of all that is good and beautiful in those events. It's too easy to point out that these women have incredible self-esteem and power issues who love to use the excuse of "it's my day" for every inappropriate gaff. It's even too easy to see that these women function like this in every facet of their lives, and the wedding is just the current event to be spotlighted.
Just imagine what these "ladies" will be like when they get pregnant. Gulp.
And don't go feeling too sorry for these grooms. They chose these women. They knew what they were getting.
And even as rude as these debutantes can be to their own parents, calling them idiots and such, (way to go, Megan) don't feel too sorry for them either. I would take a guess that the parents are half the problem of these ill-adjusted selfish grown women.
I have experienced a few Bridezillas in my time. Those memories aren't fond. I was bride once myself (gulp) and I know for a fact I wasn't one. If I'm ever a bride again (hmmm) I know I won't be one.
How do I know? Because behavior is a choice, my gentle readers. It is not ever something that is out of your realm of control. If it is, you need to be under the care of a doctor or mental health professional or detox specialist.
I make my choice weekly to watch this awful show. But luckily, compared to these self-indulged twits, my choice is not nearly so bad as many of theirs.
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