I work in New Jersey and thus spend a bulk of my time there or getting there. NJ is definitely cool for some people, and I do enjoy the occasional suburban pleasures it offers, but when Jersey Shore debuted, I honestly couldn't get down. The last thing I want to do while safe at home in Brooklyn is return to the Dirty J, even if it is to its sunny boardwalked-shores.
But I finally gave up and drank a special hipster cool-aid: 1 part Gawker's field guide to the show chased with 4 parts Michael Cera's Youth in Revolt/Jersey Shore mash-up. (Watch all of the videos here! Stand out Cera quote: "I see the appeal. It's fun. Beating up the ground.") I watched a mini marathon, much easier to swallow with Michael's hair-gel fueled, fist-pumping vignettes. And with the knowledge of what a grenade/grenade launcher is.
Like all of us with taste, I was immediately drawn to Snooki, but what really pushed me over the edge was her repulsed reaction to the boys' lobster dinner. "I'm a vet tech," she explained. "I save animals. I don't kill them."
GIRL. I hear that. Eating lobster is totes like indulging in a big plate of biodiversity-ruining, ocean ecosystem-devastating grossness. Plus they look like big, red cockroaches -- ew! Ignoring the next shot of our animal lovin' star suckling on a ham bone, she wins honorable mention for standing up for what she (kinda) believes in. Bravo, Snooks!
And happy new year, everyone! I would love to know what you all think about Jersey Shore -- and if YOU knew what a grenade was before watching this...
Photoshopping: Courtesy of this guy
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