Cheap Time Wasting Tactic

As I seek inspiration, I shall leave you with these glimspes from one of my favourite TV shows

What not to wear of your holiday!

Everyone who enquired after my blogs health: Thank you, she is alive and well and is touched that you asked about her.

I'm back, with a Master's degree, many sleepless nights, many classes of bad wine and Dunkin Donut's Boston Kreme specials (stuffed with cream and covered in powerdered sugar..mmmm). Before heading back to the motherland, I am spending a week recuperating in suburban New Jersey.

With Diet coke in hand, I sit on the recliner in front of the TV. American Television is truly terrible, so BBC America with its Ab-Fab, Whose Line and Blackadder reruns is my staple diet. But last night I caught a truly awful show, "What not to wear on a Holiday".

Two gorgeous leggy women British women-Susannah and Trinny (with just a hint of horsiness) conduct an Indian-Idol like selection to pick the worse dressers and then teach them fashion rules. First, there is a parade of terribly dressed women, some of whom look like a cross between Bappi Lahiri and Mimi from the Drew Carey show. The frumpiest of the lot is chosen.

The chosen ones are stripped and made to enter a room of mirrors, where Susannah and Trinny tell them how ugly they look. If this were not bad enough, they are then made to watch a video of their near and dears commenting on their clothing. Prize quotes include, "My mommy is such a bad dresser. I don't want my friends to see her, so I don't let her come to school". Now that the victim has no self esteem left, she is taught how to shop well. "Stripes are a must darling to hide that cellulite" goes Trinny.

After fashion school the ladies are given a budget and asked to go shop, using what they were taught in the fashion boot camp. Invariably, Trinny and Susannah scream in horror at the first round of clothing and rip them to shreds. Then they are finally made to buy clothes the two leggy dames think are hip.

The grand finale is when they arrive at their family home all dolled up, and everyone cries. "Thank you" cry the grateful victims, "dressing fashionably has made me a better person".

Well, one lives and learns. I will still stick to my purple kurtas and Hawaian shirts, thank you.

Seventh Hell

Dear Readers

I am desperately trying to graduate from Law School. I have to finish four papers in ten days. I am told this is not possible. I will prove them wrong. See you all at the end of this month.

Cheers

Red

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Very Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	Very High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Very High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Moderate
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Very High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Moderate
Level 7 (Violent)	Extreme
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Very High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Very High

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