The magazine’s popular YouTube series is perfect publicity for ‘down to earth’ stars. But are the homes as ‘authentic’ as the owners claim? Ah, hey AD, welcome to my article. Come on in, lemme show you around real quick .
.. It’s just possible that reference means nothing to you.
It is not beyond the realms of reality that you can read the words “Ah, hey AD” and not immediately hear them in a sparky, upticking Californian accent. Maybe they don’t reflexively conjure the image of an ultra-luxurious, subtly high-security front door being heaved open. Indeed, perhaps they do not trick your brain into thinking I am a sun-kissed, mid-table A-lister in performative jeans, holding a dog the size of a throw cushion, wearing just as much makeup as is possible while still being able to reasonably claim I don’t have a scrap on, and probably going barefoot to underline the fact I am off-duty, at home, and literally down to earth.
And it’s conceivable that you don’t know precisely the kind of music (nondescript, instrumental, upbeat) and montage (lamps, tables, bed throws, lemons, aforementioned prop dog) that would follow next. It’s just that in the online year of 2024, you are surely the only person on earth in that position. And I’d love/dread to know what your YouTube algorithm serves you instead.
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