She spent all her time either gagged or pleading "Please don't kill me".
Well then! I bet she felt right at home.
(Don't ask me....I don't know WHAT I'm talking about).
Recently I've had the dubious privilege of seeing a couple of these so-called reality shows. Let's see...
The Osbournes
Growing Up Snotti
(oops...I mean Gotti) Chasing Farrah
This stuff is horrible. I was thinking, the only reality show I could imagine being worthwhile would have been
Chasin' Grayson. What fun, and how interesting to have been able to just follow her throughout a day - interacting with people, commenting about this and that, cooking dinner, having a friend or two (read D. Selby) over for dinner....Can you imagine being able to sit in on the dinner conversation??
Now THERE'S a reality show. (Emmy-winning for sure)