Keyboard Confessions
Okay - I'll admit it.
I have a vice.
If you watched Raymond tonight you'll know what I mean about admissions - they're not fun to make. (For those of you who didn't, Amy's perfectly reserved parents came for a visit and Robert caught her mom smoking outside during the night. It was her 27 year old secret... plus, she was married to a junior high principal who was known for lecturing smoking students with the words 'Why don't you just drink poison?' Of course it was hilarious. You just gotta feel so bad for Robert getting caught up in everything...) But what does that have to do with my admission? Not much really - except that I'm about to make one, so brace yourself.
I'm addicted to magazines.
It's not like a drug addiction, and it's not really the 'gossip' factor that I like. It's pure entertainment. I'm amazed at stars' real lives... AND I am a self proclaimed red-carpet-gown-aficionado.
C'mon let's face it, it's easy to get sucked in for a catchy headline. Way before the world found out that Britney was really pregnant (and a cheer was heard from my lips), I was convinced that she was... a belly bump that large anywhere in the world - common. In Hollywood? - Definitely a bun in the oven.
Give me a People, In Style, Us Weekly - I'm a happy girl. I mean, where else can you have 2-3 hours of entertainment, colorful gowns, shoes and accessories AND stimulating reading that leads to even more stimulating conversation - and all for Four bucks a pop?! (Plus, who doesn't dig seeing an embarrassing photo of a Desperate Housewife buying groceries... at least a little bit?!)
You can understand my thrill at the newest news today then -- Ben Affleck and Jen Garner... Expecting. Don't get me wrong, I'm not encouraging pre-marital sex or anything. Ben & Jen Garner having a baby works... Ben and J-Lo... Oh no.
Tolerate my rantings, or join in the celebration. Let's just hope Baby Ben/Jen ends up with a half way decent name. Nothing bizarre like Apple or Coco. Something tells me that this ballcap wearing duo will be totally down to earth about baby names too. One can only hope... and you know I'll be wondering about it for the next 9 months.
We all have a guilty pleasure or two, right? Well, this is mine - and I'm not going to feel the need to defend or rationalize it. I'm proud to feel 'in the know.' So what if my friends and I refer to stars by their first names like we're friends?! It's all part of the game.
Just think, it could be worse... I could be reading Star!
I have a vice.
If you watched Raymond tonight you'll know what I mean about admissions - they're not fun to make. (For those of you who didn't, Amy's perfectly reserved parents came for a visit and Robert caught her mom smoking outside during the night. It was her 27 year old secret... plus, she was married to a junior high principal who was known for lecturing smoking students with the words 'Why don't you just drink poison?' Of course it was hilarious. You just gotta feel so bad for Robert getting caught up in everything...) But what does that have to do with my admission? Not much really - except that I'm about to make one, so brace yourself.
I'm addicted to magazines.
It's not like a drug addiction, and it's not really the 'gossip' factor that I like. It's pure entertainment. I'm amazed at stars' real lives... AND I am a self proclaimed red-carpet-gown-aficionado.
C'mon let's face it, it's easy to get sucked in for a catchy headline. Way before the world found out that Britney was really pregnant (and a cheer was heard from my lips), I was convinced that she was... a belly bump that large anywhere in the world - common. In Hollywood? - Definitely a bun in the oven.
Give me a People, In Style, Us Weekly - I'm a happy girl. I mean, where else can you have 2-3 hours of entertainment, colorful gowns, shoes and accessories AND stimulating reading that leads to even more stimulating conversation - and all for Four bucks a pop?! (Plus, who doesn't dig seeing an embarrassing photo of a Desperate Housewife buying groceries... at least a little bit?!)
You can understand my thrill at the newest news today then -- Ben Affleck and Jen Garner... Expecting. Don't get me wrong, I'm not encouraging pre-marital sex or anything. Ben & Jen Garner having a baby works... Ben and J-Lo... Oh no.
Tolerate my rantings, or join in the celebration. Let's just hope Baby Ben/Jen ends up with a half way decent name. Nothing bizarre like Apple or Coco. Something tells me that this ballcap wearing duo will be totally down to earth about baby names too. One can only hope... and you know I'll be wondering about it for the next 9 months.
We all have a guilty pleasure or two, right? Well, this is mine - and I'm not going to feel the need to defend or rationalize it. I'm proud to feel 'in the know.' So what if my friends and I refer to stars by their first names like we're friends?! It's all part of the game.
Just think, it could be worse... I could be reading Star!
posted by Amber | 11:00 PM
2 Comments:
You are not alone...I'm addicted to mags too. I make stops at every magazine stand it's crazy! LOL :D Nice blog, take care.
The stack of magazines on my bedside table is huge! It seems I buy one almost every day. Definitely a guilty pleasure because there's nothing I love better than to curl up with the rich and famous...and all the glamorous clothes and stuff.
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