I'm a little embarrassed to admit this, but my new guilty pleasure show is Jerseylicious. There's something about that show that cracks me up from their ridiculous nails to the "professional attire" of booty shorts and stripper heels.
If you haven't seen Jerseylicious yet, watch it. It's funny, dramatic, and full of tanned twenty-something-year-old loud mouths with really big hair. My favorite character is hair dresser Tracy, right pic from www.wainscotmedia.com.
If I were a Jersey Girl, I'd want to be like her. She's pretty and funny, but also crazy confrontational and will at any time pull her enemies hair extension right out of their head! Tracey is diabolical and I love it!
I am by nooooo means a Jersey Girl. If you know me personally, you might be able to tell by my big mouth and recent interest in glitter nails that I am the progeny of two Jersey people. Lucky for me (thanks Dad), my parents moved to CT before I was born and so as I already said, I am by nooooo means a Jersey Girl.
The only person on the show who bothers me is makeup artist Olivia, left pic from gisellestylista.blogspot.com
. She wears entirely too much makeup and thinks that leopard is considered high fashion. Two things: her makeup looks like something that prostitutes are going to be sporting in the year 2199 and
leopard isn't considered high fashion anywhere you live!
There was one episode where the makeup maven actually bawled over the fact that she had to remove her fake nails. If you ask me, that's priceless television right there.
The entire show reminds me of my mom's sister, Francesca. By no means am I making fun of my aunt, she just literally fits the stereotype of a big haired, long fake nailed, olive skinned, fur coat wearing, fake Louis Vuitton bag toting, pays cash for everything, my husband works in "construction," Jersey Girl. I love my aunt and I love Jerseylicious. There's nothing wrong with big hair and fake nails, but you have to admit it is entertaining.