AimzsterYasmin's Getting Married on Laguna Beach...maybe
August 3rd 2006 11:15
So BB is finally over and by today most will be going back to obscurity and print stories in the paper saying ‘BB ruined my life’ when they need some cash to feed their crazy habits.
In the meantime Channel 10 has attempted to recover lost ratings for the daily 7-730pm timeslot by sticking a horrible show called ‘Yasmin’s Getting Married’. Seriously what’s it with people trying to get married in front of thousands of people who really watch it to scam wedding ideas for their own wedding?
The chick who hosts the show (she came from the small business show called Bread – shut up I’m a marketing major student so I had to watch it alright?) and tries unsuccessfully to pull off humour. While her sidekick Ryan Phelan attempts to pull away from the stuffy sports presenter gig and takes a shot at being hilariously funny. I’ll admit he did an okay job doing so but we can all see everyone who is featured on the show is trying to start something. And what is the best way to do move up in the entertainment world? Appear on a reality TV show of course!
The first half of the episode, that I tried to watched before pulling away and be engrossed in Border Security, was quite disorganised and embarrassing to watch. Six men plucked from the Ten studios (it wouldn’t have been but if they didn’t get their 3000 men they would’ve asked the Dolly Boy to appear on the show) had 45 secs to try and woo Yasmin who had to be unresponsive to their wooing-ness. Some totally humiliated themselves on TV especially that French guy who made chocolate shoes and heels bearing Yasmin’s name. He was far too emotional for my liking and was eliminated from the final 3 where the public had to waste 55 cents to vote for the ideal date for Yasmin.
Seriously what has TV come to? Asking total strangers to find her a husband? It’s like the Bachelorette with voting involved. Except the Bachelorette went with who she was attracted to in the end (and unfortunately married to milk more money) and didn’t ask thousands of people on their opinion on who she should marry.
Here comes Yasmin trying to find a husband on TV/Source: SMH
In the meantime Channel 10 has attempted to recover lost ratings for the daily 7-730pm timeslot by sticking a horrible show called ‘Yasmin’s Getting Married’. Seriously what’s it with people trying to get married in front of thousands of people who really watch it to scam wedding ideas for their own wedding?
The chick who hosts the show (she came from the small business show called Bread – shut up I’m a marketing major student so I had to watch it alright?) and tries unsuccessfully to pull off humour. While her sidekick Ryan Phelan attempts to pull away from the stuffy sports presenter gig and takes a shot at being hilariously funny. I’ll admit he did an okay job doing so but we can all see everyone who is featured on the show is trying to start something. And what is the best way to do move up in the entertainment world? Appear on a reality TV show of course!
The first half of the episode, that I tried to watched before pulling away and be engrossed in Border Security, was quite disorganised and embarrassing to watch. Six men plucked from the Ten studios (it wouldn’t have been but if they didn’t get their 3000 men they would’ve asked the Dolly Boy to appear on the show) had 45 secs to try and woo Yasmin who had to be unresponsive to their wooing-ness. Some totally humiliated themselves on TV especially that French guy who made chocolate shoes and heels bearing Yasmin’s name. He was far too emotional for my liking and was eliminated from the final 3 where the public had to waste 55 cents to vote for the ideal date for Yasmin.
Seriously what has TV come to? Asking total strangers to find her a husband? It’s like the Bachelorette with voting involved. Except the Bachelorette went with who she was attracted to in the end (and unfortunately married to milk more money) and didn’t ask thousands of people on their opinion on who she should marry.
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