I just know all my fellow VPR watchers will love any article that describes Jax as “a bartender who looks like a live-action Scar from The Lion King.”
“Vanderpump Rules is pure hedonism. It shouldn’t exist, and it shouldn’t be enjoyable. It’s one of the most shameful examples of reality television, and that’s already a shockingly high bar. It’s the visual equivalent of pounding Sweet’N Lows until you pass out.
But who cares? I’m still thinking about James whining about pasta to Lala, and her shoving her finger into his face while telling him to leave her alone. Vanderpump Rules is never subtle, never working on too many levels. What you see is what you get, be it drunken fighting or cheating or public sobbing. It’s comforting, maybe, to watch a show that isn’t masquerading as something deeper than it actually is. It might not be about the pasta, but it isn’t about much more either.”
“Vanderpump Rules” Is The Worst Show On TV That You Should Be Watching
