I am obsessed with the E reality show “The Girls Next Door.” It is strangely mesmerizing, in large part because the people filming/editing the show have a great sense of humor. It’s this strange combination of advertisement and spoof of the Playboy brand/mansion/etc.
I would like a stable of blonde women and a mansion when I grow up. And a large collection of silk pajamas.
So far all I’ve got is a pair of cotton boxers from the Gap and a girlfriend with purple hair.