Teri Yeung

Usually watching reality tv involves an unhealthy amount of cheese ( or “cheeses” as my co-worker would say as it’s several different types), a bottle of wine, a heap of self-loathing, and ends with me hurling abusive epithets at the opportunistic shillers of Sugar Bear Hair on the screen. The trivial dramas played out by generally unscrupulous characters is a safe outlet for me to unleash all my judgements on from the privacy of my couch.