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Thursday, November 10, 2005

My tiara, if you please

I've been getting a perverse sense of glee when watching episodes of the latest Reality TV show to hit our airwaves. Yes, our very own Australian Princess. What joy, what rapture.

Actually, it's been a very amusing and guiltily addictive way to spend an hour (especially when you're away at a conference!) I had to stop and think... these girls get constant advice on hair, make-up, clothing, history (albeit British royal history), etiquette, behaviour - and they still manage to stuff up? It is just too too much fun. And yesterday's episode with the girls fighting over some high-brow, low-morals British aristocrats? I was doubled over giggling. No... just no.

My predictions for the next eliminations are, in order, Laura K, Abby, Wendy - leaving Ally as the winner. Why do I even care?



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