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My Super Spoiled 16

If you’ve seen 'My Super Sweet Sixteen' on MTV your first response is probably “Oh! I hate that show!” but c’mon people… fess up… you love it. Ok, fine. Dont confess. I will anyway! I love this show. I love it as much as season 1 of 'The Osbournes' and 'The Newlyweds'. MTV’s most recent train-wreck reality show is well into its third season and I still cant get enough! I know eventually I will get enough because MTV has a way of making viewers binge on their shows. And in the grand tradition of fad-reality tv shows, what goes down will eventually come up. In the mean time, pass the ketchup!

For those of you who don’t know what 'My Super Sweet Sixteen' is, MTV describes it as:

"My Super Sweet 16 takes you on a wild ride behind the scenes for all the drama, surprises and over-the-top fun as teens prepare for their most important coming-of-age celebrations."

Now here’s the real description:

Over privileged teenage girls abuse their friends and families while trying desperately to have the most lavish (which usually translates to tacky) sweet-16 party ever. No episode is complete without the evil-nightmare of a teenaged girl (I think there may have been an episode with a very effeminate teenage-guy as the subject), her pushover parents and mooching friends.

I think the reason the show has reached its third season without getting tired is because each episode features a new girl. The show captures the planning of the party from beginning to end (well, we can assume a lot is cut out as the show is only 30 minutes long). The birthday girl selects a theme and discusses ideas with her friends. We get to see her trying on dresses and of course, pouring over lists of names of who to invite as well as which “losers” will not be invited. The party eventually commences and if we’re lucky, something goes wrong and we get to see the girl throw a hissy fit. If an uninvited guest sneaks their way in or of mom or the soon-to-be-ex best friend tries to steal the birthday girl’s spotlight, expect the you-know-what to hit the fan.

In the end the girl almost always declares her party the best party ever but what’s more, I turn the tv off feeling full from my binge of trashy reality junk food. Thank you MTV.