I'm the first to admit I love the celebrity culture in this country. L-Lo's on another drug rampage and causing havoc in the Hollywood Hills, yes; Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston are back together... No? Oh, ok. I can wish.
I love the riff-raff of Kerry Katona’s latest argument with Brian McFadden, and even the boozy benders of JLS. There’s just something about those in the spotlight that make me intrigued and want to find out more.
America and the UK are both obsessed with reality shows from Big Brother and I’m A Celeb and why not? They rake in the viewers, give ‘normal’ people the opportunity to be silly on TV as well as their 15-minutes of fame after the show has finished. Perfect! Mr nobody’s celebrity status soars, all thanks to us, the public. What’s in it for us?
Growing up, I was a typical teenager – I was obsessed with Westlife; bought Smash Hits and Top of the Pops magazines (may they both RIP) and wanted to know the latest gossip. It was, and still is, an escapism from the dull reality of our lives. However, I love my life, but there’s always an intrigued side of me that wants to know about ‘how the other half live’ and I want to share their journey from rags to glam. Lindsay Lohan, for instance, is a figure I loved back when she was relatively normal and playing the twins in The Parent Trap then she gradually went downhill. Is the dark side of fame really that bad?
As the audience, we’re a part of their celebrity-isms, whether it’s following them on Twitter, watching them mess up in the media and even see photos of their sordid mishaps they didn’t want us to see.
Next time you moan to your friends/colleagues about how much you despise Katie Price, just remember – you love to hate her, but you still want to know what she’s up to. Let’s face it, we love to know about the highs and lows of fame, and although we don’t want to live it ourselves, it’s still fun to watch.
I love the riff-raff of Kerry Katona’s latest argument with Brian McFadden, and even the boozy benders of JLS. There’s just something about those in the spotlight that make me intrigued and want to find out more.
America and the UK are both obsessed with reality shows from Big Brother and I’m A Celeb and why not? They rake in the viewers, give ‘normal’ people the opportunity to be silly on TV as well as their 15-minutes of fame after the show has finished. Perfect! Mr nobody’s celebrity status soars, all thanks to us, the public. What’s in it for us?
Growing up, I was a typical teenager – I was obsessed with Westlife; bought Smash Hits and Top of the Pops magazines (may they both RIP) and wanted to know the latest gossip. It was, and still is, an escapism from the dull reality of our lives. However, I love my life, but there’s always an intrigued side of me that wants to know about ‘how the other half live’ and I want to share their journey from rags to glam. Lindsay Lohan, for instance, is a figure I loved back when she was relatively normal and playing the twins in The Parent Trap then she gradually went downhill. Is the dark side of fame really that bad?
As the audience, we’re a part of their celebrity-isms, whether it’s following them on Twitter, watching them mess up in the media and even see photos of their sordid mishaps they didn’t want us to see.
Next time you moan to your friends/colleagues about how much you despise Katie Price, just remember – you love to hate her, but you still want to know what she’s up to. Let’s face it, we love to know about the highs and lows of fame, and although we don’t want to live it ourselves, it’s still fun to watch.
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