I have a confession to make. My favorite blog is a food blog. And the truth is I could care less what the author cooks every day. In fact, she actually bugs me a little bit. So why on earth do I look forward to each post?
I knew the author in high school. Now she lives in LA with a certain late-night TV personality and is raising her meal ticket I mean their child. I’m absolutely fascinated by the situation. It’s very well-played, in my opinion.
An additional layer of the story is that the author’s dad is actually a soap opera star. So it seems like “have a celeb’s baby and live a comfortable life without having to actually do anything” runs in the family. It’s really a fascinating scenario.
Every once in a while there’s a mention of “my boyfriend” in the writing. That is what I’m interested in hearing about: What is it like being a normal girl from the Midwest, living in LA with a famous TV personality? It’s almost like a real-life version of The Princess Diaries. Except it seems to be a much more calculated scenario.
Am I a little bit jealous? Maybe. Either way, I wish the blog author all the best: she certainly seems to have it all figured out. And I will continue to pretend I’m interested in her cooking adventures.