Sunday, August 14, 2011

Keeping Up With The Kardashians – Season Six

Yes, of course, I’m still keeping up with the Kardashians.  In fact, I love, respect, and enjoy them now more than ever.  While other reality TV shows promise “backstabbing betrayal,” Keeping Up With The Kardashians delivers a jigunda slice of Kardashian life that’s chock-full of familial love, loyalty, glam, glitz, and bling.

My happy life as an everyday goddess is the Kardashian’s polar opposite in the outer world. The K-Dolls (Kris, Kourtney, Kim, Khloé, Kendall, and Kylie) are all gorgeously stylish and fashionably put together, external qualities I admire but lack. I haven’t a fashionista gene among my otherwise delightful bits of DNA. This, however, in no way diminishes my appreciation of Kardashian razzle-dazzle chic.

The Kardashians, Jenners, Odums, et al are exquisite to watch in their assorted domestic habitats, and in their varied roles as normal people with celebrity professions. They’re seemingly fearless about divulging delicate details; next-to-nothing is off limits. Take this season for example.  Matriarch Kris Jenner broadcasts her pre-Kim’s-wedding plastic surgery. Who else in Hollywood would do this besides a Kardashian?  What else is NOT off limits besides a mini face-lift?  How about menopause, incontinence, maternal angst and pride? Oh yeah; and that’s just Kris who’s stunning throughout. 

I Love, Love, Love the Kardashians; and I’ll be keeping up with them for as long as there’s something chichi to keep up with.

1 comment:

  1. I've never watched the show, but you have me intrigued, my dear Goddess. ;-)