Ever since Bristol was put in the spotlight as unmarried and pregnant during the 2008 campaign, she’s tried to build on her notoriety, for lack of a better word, by writing a book, competing on “DWTS” and now doing the new reality show.
The challenge is that she’s just not that interesting. She’s not especially glamorous, and, at the other end of the spectrum, is no Alaskan Snooki either. She’s relatively level-headed, although she pitches a weeping hissy fit when Willow wants to leave Los Angeles, saying “she has no idea the pressure I’m under,” and breaks down in tears after confronting the Palin-hating moron at the bar.
If she’s under so much pressure, why would she subject herself to having cameras follow her around 24/7? And if life’s such a “Tripp,” where’s the kid? We see mom explaining to him what a bidet is when they get to the mansion (“I don’t think there’s a single bidet in all of Alaska,” she says), but having Willow on-hand as a nanny frees Bristol to go out with friends and have lunch with “DWTS” pals.
What’s ahead in future weeks? Bristol ordering off the kiddie menu at the Ivy for Tripp?