Sunday, July 1, 2007

"I'm just saying, seventies boobs were different, that's all."

"It makes your oral hole wet! Your oral hole is wet! What does that mean?! God damn it!"

Ah hahaha, I will never get over that.

As I only have five channels and I can't receive TBN, I'm watching KATU infomercials.
I'm watching one for the "Chic Shaper," which is an undergarment that goes over your bra but under your clothes that "lifts, corrects, and perfects!"
I feel like I've just been transported back to the fifties, but instead of sweater sets I'm being forced to look at low-cut V-necks that show off as much as possible without forcing the network to use some strategically placed back bars.
I think my favorite part of this deep and insightful piece of entertainment is the male announcer relaying the shipping information. Obviously reading from a cue card, the guy is delivering lines such as, "Chic Shaper is the hottest new shaping sensation!" with the gusto of a person who has been reading off passages of Hawthorne to the residents of a nursing home for the past four hours.

What really ties this all together and makes this exceptionally disgusting is that after watching for ten minutes, I kind of want to try out the Chic Shaper for myself.
Ugh, how repulsive.

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