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REALITY TV: The
Girls Next Door - Season 2
The next great feat in the ever-changing sphere of reality TV has to be, without a doubt, The Girls Next Door. This cameras-in-the-house style show that chronicles the lives of Hugh Hefner’s three live-in girlfriends deserves to be ranked about a four on the quality scale, but on a scale of awesomeness, it is definitely a 10. And really, shouldn’t all reality TV just be ranked on a scale of awesomeness? Sometimes I get confused as to why I love this show so much. The fact that these bleach-blonde, bleached-teeth, baked-tan, fake-boob Playboy girls actually have lives, opinions, goals and individual personalities throws me off guard. The feminist in me should be horrified at their lifestyle and the fact that they think this is all a good idea, but I can’t help it. Holly, Bridget, and Kendra are so damn likeable! They are such normal, albeit hotter, women that the fact that they are building their careers off their ability to look good naked is sort of a strange afterthought. It is very important to remember that the order of the names never changes; it is always Holly, then Bridget, then Kendra. Holly is Hugh’s number one girlfriend and the only one who sleeps in his bed nightly. She is the “motherly” one of the group, always taking care of everyone and making sure that when they go skinny dipping, they have towels, because it’s going to be cold when they get out. She has also made many comments about wanting commitment and kids soon, which leaves everyone thinking, what is this GIANT ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM? Because you know, her lover is 80. Bridget is the bubbly, smart one. She also is the one with natural boobs. Bridget actually happens to have a Master’s degree but her true passions in life are planning parties with themes and dressing up her tiny dogs in Easter Bunny costumes. Sometimes she will make a witty joke or use a “smart” word, and you remember that though she is wasting her life away on a shallow dream, she’s has the smarts if she ever feels like using them. That wide-eyed, airhead stare is not fooling everyone. Then there is Kendra. Oh, Kendra. Kendra is the sporty, ghetto-fab one. She is the one that really makes me wonder if Hugh ever has an actual conversation with the women he calls his girlfriends. She is immature and dumb as a rock. She is also 20 years old. She can’t even legally drink and she is banging a guy who was already a senior citizen when she was born. The second-best elephant in the room so far this season is when “Puffin” (Hugh’s pet name) and the girls went to visit Kendra’s family and Hugh shook hands with her grandfather, who is about his age. Awkward city! Kendra’s family is also very supportive of her success and opportunities she has attained through living at the Playboy mansion. That is also pretty strange and entertaining in itself, watching her middle aged mother absolutely star struck by Hugh and jealous of her daughter. Season 1 of The Girls Next Door was great but season 2 comes with its own barrel of laughs. It’s exactly what non-competitive, bad reality TV should be about, watching people with strange lifestyles, as you constantly think, “Who lives like this?” It’s a beautiful thing. Catch The Girls Next Door Sunday nights at 10 p.m. on E!. Go to www.eonline.com for “His and Hers” quizzes to find out which girlfriend you would be, or date. (I’m Bridget.)
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