Bridalplasty

On most reality shows, contestants who win a challenge receive a prize - an immunity idol, say, or a rose. On "Bridalplasty," these are the words you long to hear: "Come grab your syringe and go down to the injectables party."

Of Bridalplasty itself there is not much to say beyond that it is a creepy mix of things you have seen before.

The Shanna Moakler-fronted show is as shallow as a kiddie pool, and filled with as many whiny brats. [26 Nov 2010, p.68]

Perhaps it was inevitable that we would be attacked with something like Bridalplasty, a series that practically invites you to deposit your daughters in a time-travel machine and land them safely in the pages of a Laura Ingalls Wilder novel.

Bridalplasty, on the other hand, is an example of a reality show that sounds absolutely, soul-killingly awful, and then turns out to be precisely as absolutely, soul-killingly awful as you expected.