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Paris Hilton's My New BFF, also known simply My New BFF, was an American reality television show in which Paris Hilton searched for her new BFF (best friend forever). 16 women and 2 men competed in challenges in an attempt to become her new best friend.

Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paris_Hilton's_My_New_BFF

it's so sad being a Hollywood socialite. you've got to make a hit reality (fake, red.) TV show to find a friend. whatever happened to true friends and friendship bracelets? whatever happened to being there as a shoulder to cry on and laughing stock?

this is so degrading.

and i so agree with this guy right here:

Paris Hilton's My New BFF (MTV, Tuesdays at 10 p.m.) is a ladies-in-waiting game show, a bubble-gum farce, a boot camp for red-carpet wannabes, a princess fantasy about princess fantasies, an insidiously snappy production. Therein, Miss Hilton, whose life's achievement has been to advance empty fame as performance art, holds auditions for a new pal. Thus, the program sparkles with a certain structural purity. 

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They demonstrate their worthiness as hangers-on by hanging out, and the program is giddy with their efforts. It's like watching children play—instead of house—Entourage.

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What does she want from a "friend"? You have "to look hot in any situation"—hence the "Freestyle Posing" challenge, which asked the competitors to look like paparazzi-ready glamourpusses while riding a roller coaster. You must, like any true courtier, be skilled in flattery: There's a bit where the prospective friends make toasts to Paris and her mother over country-club mimosas, and the best of those speeches sound like the valedictorian's address at the Brown-Nose Vocational Academy. You've got to have confidence in your confidante: BFF's answer to a trust fall is a mandatory makeover.

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full article here: [link]

oh, just so everyone understands, if it were me, i wouldn't be pathetic enough to join such show. i would problly be in the verge of suicide, not caring anymore about the value of life if ever i have a slightest tinge of wanting to be hilton's bff.

i'll just stick to the friendship bracelets, never ending fun, watching videos on youtube of our JAJA guys, eating mountains of sushis and eating pancakes. with my BFFs.

too bad for paris she only has one.

what a sick bitch.

 

Labels: social criticism; i.e. bitching about bitches