My mother loves Paula Deen. Apparently, a lot of other people do too, but I just don't get it.
So she started from humble beginnings and worked her way up... great. Good for her. But what's with her supposedly famous restaurant that receives consistently crappy reviews? What's with that constant on-air drooling over and flirting with men who are younger than her sons? What about that exaggerated "Southern" accent with the constant mispronunciations? It's so fake. You can't tell me that the woman's too dumb to speak correct English.
Now I learn that she actually requires personal photographs to be sent along with ticket requests to be in the audience for her live show "Paula's Party." I guess if you're beautiful enough, you're in. Never mind that I'm CERTAIN that she excludes homely fat housewives... the only ones who actually make her butter and grease-filled recipes, and the very people who made her a success.
She's overexposed. Time to move on.
