Showing posts with label Rock of Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rock of Love. Show all posts

More from the Blogs--The Tour of the Summer: Brett Michaels!


We all know how much we love to loathe Rock of Love on VH1, and now the action is coming to a city near you!

Will Heather, Lacey, Daisy or Rodeo be in the crowd, as a devoted groupie? That'd be the only reason why I'd go. Fake boobs are fun to see up close.

Anyway, tour date:

http://www.vh1.com/artists/az/bret_michaels/tours.jhtml


And thanks to Jen H for passing the news along!!!

How Do I Love the Rock of Love


Brett Michaels and his awesome stupid obvious wig

How Do I Love the Rock of Love

This very bad bad bad show is getting even better at being the best worst show on TV. I thought for sure that nothing would top the delicious horrible-ness of the first season, but no. I was mistaken.

(I'm catching up on my television in the last two days while recovering from this thing that is kicking my ass.)

And so, I am currently watching Rock of Love. The girls did a mini USO type show.


Rock of Love Girls in USO type performance thing

It was terribly awesome. Two girls stripped like tacky strippers. That was horriblydistasteful, even for Brett Michaels. Meanwhile two others stripped in a cute way then did the hula hoop while reciting the Preamble. That was kinda clever.


Rock of Love Girls in USO type performance thing

Then a very stupid girl, who I think is foreign effed up the singing of the Star Spangled Banner. At that point, I had to mute the TV. I can't stand embarrassing moments on television.

Then there was this huge fight at dinner because all the girls were together at the meal. Swearing, tears, pointed fingers, and swiveling necks ensued.

Rock of Love girls fighting at dinner

Anyway, it was awesomely bad. If one has to be ill and in bed, one should be happy that such drivel, indulgent hilarity of horrors is available.

Insomnia is bad for you

Oh bloody hell. What the eff am I watching and why can't I fall asleep?

I had a cappuccino at dinner. Perhaps that's my problem. Anyway, as a result of this late nite perkiness, I'm watching junky Sunday night television.

What do I mean about junky tele?


I cannot believe I'm watching this show. But it's like a car accident. I simply can't turn away. Oh God. Make it stop. Please.

Why? Why does it make me feel like vomiting? I will tell you why:

Some girl named Brandy C has some sort of scars on her face from a car accident. Giantly fake boobed Erin made fun of her scars. Brandy C whine to good old (and I do mean old) Brett Michaels and he said, "When she talked to me in that high pitched I was so turned on." Wha?

Then Brandy C compared the scars on her face to having a disability, "I mean like, this is like a disability for me. If I were in a wheelchair and she made fun of me, that would be so wrong."

Later, when Erin is talking to Brett, all he does he stare at her giantly fake boobs. And he even said in the post interview thing, it was nod and stare, nod and stare. Also Erin is allegedly engaged.

It reminds me of the time that Jenny and I went on a mullet hunt. We were having a big old laugh at the expense of some um, not so sophisticated Causian people*.

Plus, it's Brett Michaels. Just the sight of him makes me wanna grab the Aqua Net and go roller skating at Skatetown.

This is the uniform of the girls (and for Brett Micahels, in most cases):

  • bleach blond or completely unnatural pink or red or both bleach and pink
  • lots of black eyeliner
  • tight pants-black or jeans
  • leather
  • longer earrings
  • really long fake nails
  • chunky necklace
  • lots of bright blush in a drag queen like line dorn the face
  • low cut shirt
  • push up bra
  • implants
  • harsh drawn in eyebrows
  • shiny under eyebrow light shadow
  • shiny dark eyeshadow on lids
  • lined lips
  • garish pink, orange or red thickly glossed lips
Some also have
  • tattoos
  • piercings
  • razor cut ends
  • voluminous hair
It's over finally. Am I tired? Not so much. Am I hoping their airing another episode after this? Sort of. But I actually already know that this is the first episode so there won't be another one.






*White trash