Yesterday I spent all day watching “Intervention” on A&E. Today I’m already enmeshed in a marathon of the “Rachel Zoe” project. There’s something about watching the contrasts of each show that still allows you to live vicariously. The first is like…bad therapy. It leaves you feeling empty and ready to make changes in your own life, but you’re just not sure what to do. The second is like watching a snowy, you can’t look away, you’re drawn by the glitz and glitter and the beauty of it. But it’s all just a mirage and if you look further it’s tarnished with salt and dirt and filth.
It’s all total escapism.