Gone are the days when VH1 simply showcased music videos that were slightly-less-edgy than those on MTV, as we are now living in the days of increasingly silly reality TV. But the silliest thing about this show isn't its subject matter . . . it's the host's name.
I mean, either she seriously pissed her mother off while in utero, or maybe she intends to be an advocate for kids who will surely be ridiculed in school for their names. Either way, how awesome is it that her name is SIGGY FLICKER?
Siggy's name isn't the only entertaining thing about the show. There are hot twin stylists, sassy date-scouters, and uppity clients who can't be pleased no matter how hard you try. Plus, last week's episode featured this guy. I wonder why he's still single?
Thank God for mindless entertainment. Sunday afternoon, Matt had the audacity to flip to the Discovery channel. I immediately got all pissy and wanted to chirp, "TV is not for educational purposes! It's for watching Siggy Flicker find dates for folks with ridiculous hair styles!"
I mean, hey--I spend my days teaching high schoolers about the Prison Industrial Complex and its stakes in poverty, racism, and oppression in general . . . suffice to say I need some levity in the evenings. Cue Siggy Flicker!
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