I no longer have a TV since I moved to my new place. It hasn't cramped my style much. The most embarrassing thing about not having a TV is that I found myself actually going online to watch Jersey Shore episodes. (Oh man, I just typed that as Jersey Whore by accident. I'm sure I'm not the first person to make that joke).
Yes, I couldn't say offhandedly, "Oh, I left the TV on and Jersey Shore was next so I watched it while I cleaned my living room." No, it actually took forethought and planning and intention for me to watch this crap.
But I will own up to liking Jersey Shore. The last season was pretty tired, you can tell that they can barely stand each other now, but I guess I have an affection for the characters from the first season, when it was fresh and they were guileless and not jaded and I didn't even know what a "guido" was exactly.
My main takeaway from this season was that it turns out I dress like someone on Jersey Shore. No, it's not JWOWW or Snookie or Deena (shudder). Turns out Vinny and I share some of the same clothing choices!
Who knew? We both like purple pants.
I found the shirt in the men's section of Urban Outfitters back in the summer and bought it on a whim. "I couldn't resist," I told the tatted-up cashier as I handed him the t-shirt. "Whatever, lady," his rolled eyes seemed to say.