I recently got hooked on home-improvement shows again. Do you remember some of the early ones on TLC like, I think, Trading Spaces? Where so often the redecorating came out absolutely hideous? Oh, but before that we had the craftsmanship of Dean Johnson, Bob Villa, Norm Abrams and This Old House. Those shows convinced me that I could tile the horrible little particle board counter I had in Wyoming – and I did. Not saying it was great and I learned that 4 inch tiles are not really 4 inches which still seems really stupid to me.
I often have Hulu on in the background when I’m doing other things on the computer and I’m hooked on all the DIY shows – and also House Hunters and similar shows. I started with Bath Crashers. Some of the finished projects I still think look pretty bad – or at least far too unique for resale – but they’re fun to watch.
But what I can’t help wondering is — someone decorated, designed and loved those houses at some point. And while I usually agree that the all pink bathroom is horribly outdated and, well, I can’t help wondering who thought it was a good idea to begin with – but someone loved it. And sometimes, that person surely sees the show.
How would you feel if a TV crew came into your house and told the world just what horrible taste you have? And on shows like House Hunters, they’re walking through homes and describing the floors as “gross” or how ugly the light fixtures are or whatever. And I just picture myself sitting there in front of the television (or the computer) and it’s my house. It’s frightening to imagine them walking through this house which so badly needs updating. It’s a nice enough house but whoever put the cabinets in downstairs was on crack. And they’re everywhere down here. I can’t even describe them but they’d make a great show. 🙂
Anyway, I was just thinking about what it would be like to not be the person on the show, but the person sitting at home saying, “But I loved that pink tile!”