So, I’m obsessed. I’m obsessed with Kevin Spacey-his white shirts-his brownstone and his climb to power. It’s weird. I can’t watch movies now, because they are too short and the character development is lacking. I think we are all feeling the climb of tv as powerful as Francis Underwood’s ambition.
House of Cards has become my cup of tea, my ritual, and secretly I want a white shirt as expensive as Claire’s. I hope I’m not the only one that has her tv line-up as planned as my work schedule. I remember watching Three’s Company, thinking, I could write this. This new level of tv is so ingenious that I’m not sure I could ever go back to the days of Facts of Life. My only concern is ….will it ever run out?