What draws me in? This is probably going to sound horrible and paint me as a terribly shallow person, which I like to say I'm not, but these shows just make me feel better about any drama in my own life. Whenever I feel like I'm the epitome of dysfunction, I watch the shows and go "eh...I'm not so bad after all..."
And these people on these shows? Crazy all around. Did you know that there are people out there who are such big hoarders that they buy things like an old Greyhound bus and have it in their backyard "just because..." I mean, how many times have I been out and about thinking "you know what's missing in our yard? A greyhound bus!" I mean, wouldn't that make a great addition?
And there are people out there who freak out over the idea of giving up a ballpoint pen in their possession. I mean, the smallest items - they know them all and if they don't have them all, it's practically the end of the world.
And there are people who live in a house with 30 chihuahua dogs, climbing all over the place, pooping everywhere and constantly yapping. And they think it's OK?
Or the people who are addicted to eating toilet paper or couch cushions? I eat this stuff up, and no, I'm not talking about the toilet paper or cushions.
I'll admit that at the end of a particularly rough day, I love nothing better than to get in my comfy clothes, pour a glass of wine and watch Strange Addictions. So does this mean I'm addicted to train wrecks? Should I be on Strange Addictions, too? Oh my God, am I creating more dysfunction in my life by being addicted to watching dysfunction? When will the madness end????
Speaking of madness and dysfunction...check out my latest post on Skirt! And Tuesday nights on TLC...Strange Addictions...trust me. You will not be disappointed!