Decorating Shows That Don't Make Me Puke
When I exercise, I have to have all my senses otherwise engaged in order to distract myself
from the fact that I am exercising. So I blast the music really really loud (naturally) and, rather than stare at the miles clicking by on the monitor, I watch TV. Being a hedonist at heart, I like something with lots of colour, maybe an Eames chair or two, or a Frank Lloyd Wright-inspired house.
So I gravitate toward a decorating show. You can (and probably should) watch them with the sound off. But there’s such a plethora of sub-quality decorating shows on now that it’s getting harder and harder to find anything worth sweating to.
I can’t stand Trading Spaces. It jumped the shark years ago and no amount of crappy spin-offs is ever going to make it less puke-inducing. And Design to Win infuriates me. That host looks like a poodle, and he's got no eyebrows. I can't stand looking at him.
But lately I’ve discovered one show I can tolerate – Rooms that Rock. The boy decorator - Andrew, I think his name is – is just a gi-normous sass-attack and cute as a button, to boot. He just sashays about with a cup of tea in one hand and the other hand perched jauntily on his hip. He is my favourite gay decorator since Steven Sabados and Chris Hyndmann were the Designer Guys.
And the host-girl has got this perfect Dresden-doll face with the biggest roundest blue eyes I ever seen and a tiny little nose that she wrinkles up charmingly whenever Andrew makes some outrageous remark. I should hate her but I don't. I know it sounds sickening, but for background colour and movement while trying to avoid a coronary, it’ll work for now.
How do you motivate yourself to exercise?