I don’t watch that show “Styl’d” on MTV because 11 p.m. is past my bedtime and I don’t understand why the title has the missing “e” and an odd apostrophe, but I might be interested in seeing a spin-off featuring worst employee ever, Tara. Tara is one of the gals competing for, uh, something (a contract with a stylist’s company or agency?), but she totes hates her boss, despite acting nice to her face. But behind the scenes, in this outtake, Tara licks her boss’s glasses, puts her toothbrush in the toilet, and spits in her orange juice. (After gargling with it! Nice touch!) It’s revolting.

It made me wonder—have any of you ever exacted revenge upon a boss, coworker, or any other enemy with this kind of behavior? I used to work at a coffee shop in college and hated some of my regular customers, but the worst I ever did to them was swap non-fat milk for whole. Fess up, naughty kids!

Lordy, Lordy, hasn’t New Jersey suffered enough on television lately? First, “Real Housewives of New Jersey,” and then MTV’s “True Life: I’m A Jersey Shore Girl.” Is a new MTV reality show called “Jersey Shore” about a bunch of trashy kids who live in a shore house really necessary? I’m totally OD-ing on fake-baking, French manicures and hair gel and it almost makes me miss “The Hills” kids. Almost.

When Kim Zolciak performed her single “Tardy for the Party” on Bravo’s “Real Housewives of Atlanta” reunion this week, she exclaimed that her dreams had come true. Her castmates may agree to disagree. For many reality television stars, fame on the small screen is just the beginning. Like Kim, their dreams often take them into the music world. Now, PopEater takes a look at other celebrities who made the leap from reality television to singing ... some with more success than others.

Just when I thought no one could exploit her struggle with weight any more than Carnie Wilson, Kirstie Alley is fat again and eager to capitalize on it. Rumor has it that she signed on to do a reality show on A&E about her struggle to lose weight. I wonder if it will air in the same time slot as Carnie’s show, “Unstapled”? And I wonder what it will be called—my best guesses are “Tipping The Scale” and “Really Fat Actress.” Inner grimace. Inner groan.

After the premiere of VH1’s “Sex Rehab,” I found myself thinking one thing: How much did folks get paid to be on this show, cause I certainly hope it’s a whole heck of a lot. Ask and ye shall receive—a day later, I have my answer. Comedian Artie Lange, a former heroin and cocaine addict, has revealed to the NY Post that he was offered $200K to go on “Celebrity Rehab.” He turned the offer down. “They said it was about me getting better, but if I relapsed, they’re not going to air that?” he said. “My mother knows I’ve done coke, but she’s never seen me do it.” Still, that is a lot of dough we’re talking about. After the jump, let’s see how that compares to what others get for starring in reality shows. [TV.com]

You know what’s far, far scarier than any horror movie you could rent this Halloween? The possibility that Jon Gosselin and Nadya Suleman might be doing a reality television special together where they date. In Touch Weekly reported this week that masochistic producer Bobby Goldstein, who was also behind “Cheaters” and “The Jerry Springer Show,” is working on said special, called “Jon - Kate = Jon + Octomom.” It features Jon “as he contemplates what hooking up with Octomom could really be like ... He’s totally creeped out by the idea that if they got married, they’d have 22 kids.” As soon as the story about the show appeared, Jon and Nadya’s reps were quick to send out denials. But several insiders have now told NY Daily News that the show is actually happening. “Jon’s camp got scared because they didn’t expect the story to come out so quickly. They figured they would issue a denial now,” explained one mysterious insider. “Both Jon and Nadya are each looking to bring in at least $1 million for doing the show. Jon definitely wants to do the show.” Goldstein adds that he is currently shopping the show around to networks, to potentially air as a two-hour special on Super Bowl Sunday. Why that day—because together this pair has enough kids to make a football team? Also, will we even remember these two that many months from now? Here’s hoping the answer is a big fat “no!” [NY Daily News]

In her Salon piece, “A Nation of Attention Whores,” Mary Elizabeth Williams asks why everyone in this country seems so starved for fame. I think that very question is on everyone’s mind after the recent “Balloon Boy” incident. As Falcon Heene vomited on national television, you couldn’t help but feel sick about being taken for a [balloon] ride by his fame whore papa. And that’s just one of many examples of how people are doing crazier and crazier things to get their 15 minutes. Others: Meghan McCain’s boobs, Jon and Kate, Susan Boyle, OctoMom, Real Housewives, Perez Hilton—the list goes on and on. Ever since the evolution of reality TV and the internet, it is easier than ever for anyone to get famous for just about anything. No talent, intelligence, or hard work required. But why are we so obsessed with fame?

No, I’m not checking into sex rehab. I am waiting with bated breath for the premiere of VH1’s “Sex Rehab with Dr. Drew.” Tracking the recovery processes of sort-of-stars addicted to crack, crystal, and booze wasn’t enough for VH1’s hardcore audience, so the shock-reality network is heading into raunchier terrain with a show that takes the same peeping Tom approach to those addicted to sex as they attempt to shake their compulsions. Boning! Who knew it could be so addictive? After the jump, the D-listers who can’t stop humping and have asked for help.

Hold on to your Forever 21 tube tops and Kanye glasses, people—MTV has a new reality drama. Called “Styl’d,” it follows the lives of five fashion assistants at MMA (Who? Yeah, some agency we’ve never heard of either). Half docu-drama, half competition for a contract with the company, the show covers the oh-so difficult life of being a stylist. From the trailer alone, it looks tough. They fall in pools! They have to lug racks of clothes up canyon trails! They sleep with each other! (Apparently, there is such a thing as a straight guy stylist.)

“Styl’d” has all the makings of a one-season flop, but you never know. Seeing what’s happened to other MTV alums, this might be the next crop of your fave reality star/designers/singers/scandal makers.

“Styl’d” premieres Sunday, Nov. 1 at 10 p.m. Will you watch? [MTV]

Sexy young ladies in bikinis fighting with each other and dancing by a pool—sounds like every reality show, doesn’t it? But for nine women in Turkey, the promise of appearing on a “Big Brother”-style reality show for a Turkish TV station turned out to be a trap. Police said two months ago, nine young women, between the ages of 16 and 24,  responded to an ad for reality show contestants by going to a villa in the town of Riva thinking they’d be filmed for the program. But after signing a contract that banned the women from any outside contact, which threatened a $33,000 fine if they left the “filming” sooner than two months, the women realized they’d been duped by predators. Scar-y.

Meanwhile, the women’s family members also thought the no-contact rule was fishy, so they alerted the police. When cops charged into the villa, they learned four people who kept them trapped allegedly have sold naked pics of the women on the internet. So creepy. It’s unbelievable that some sick individuals would prey on women like that. (Not that the fact that some people want to get famous by wearing bathing suits and cat fighting isn’t disconcerting, too.) [BBC]

Ever since Shane broke up with me via TV series cancellation, I’ve been left alone, without an “L Word” to love. But now, there’s hope — six new West Hollywood gayelles will be seducing me America via the boob tube. The best part is, they’ll be real! The Showtime series creator, Ilene Chaiken, says she’s working on a reality show spin-off called “The Real L Word.” She’s currently conducting a nationwide search for America’s Next Top Lesbians. May the best women win! And co-producer Jane Lipsitz promises the new series will go there and touch us in places that have “yet to be explored on reality television.” Promises, promises. We’ve seen plenty of vag-on-vag action on reality TV from drunken “Real World” threesomes starring pseudo-lesbos. So lame. At least on this show, the hot sex will be fo’ realz. But will the “L Word” reality series live up to the scandalous amount of sexy times the series had? Patience ladies, we have to wait until the show starts airing sometime next year. [Entertainment Weekly]

Remember that time in 2008 when Dina Lohan told TV Guide that she didn’t want Lindsay to appear on “Living Lohan” by saying, “Doing reality TV would almost be taking a step backward as far as her career goes.” Isn’t that a hoot?! Because a year and only one casting in an ABC Family movie later it seems that Lindsay is ready to take a giant leap backward for mankind.

We already knew “The Hills” was fake from that time Lauren Conrad told the ladies on “The View” that Spencer wasn’t on the other end of her apology phone call. Oh, and from that other time when L.C. wrote a book based on her experience on “The Hills,” and the characters weren’t sure if what they were going through was real or set up. But now, the show’s producers are totally slacking and not even trying to hide the fakery. Yesterday, a paparazzi photographer caught Kristin Cavallari flat-out reading through a “Hills” script with a producer before filming a clearly set-up romance between her and Justin Bobby. C’mon MTV, just so I don’t have to feel excessively guilty when I watch the next season, can’t you play pretend and at least attempt to cover up the phony reality? [NY Post]

It’s a big day in Rachel Zoe news. Not only did The Zoe Report debut this morning, but there’s also a preview trailer for season two of “The Rachel Zoe Project,” which airs on Bravo starting Aug. 24. We cannot wait to watch how she deals with the bad press about her underweight look; to see who quits first, Brad or Taylor; and to marvel at the gorgeousness that is Liv Tyler, who says upon arriving at Rachel’s studio, “I need cute outfits!” We do, too, Liv, so can we have your hand-me-downs?

Ever since the first season of “The Real World” (damn that was a long time ago), I’ve watched reality television evolve—or devolve?—from a bunch of earnest 20-somethings struggling to make it in New York City to a bunch of fame-seeking whores pulling hair, getting wasted, and performing soft porn on camera. (Ever seen “Tila Tequila’s Shot at Love?”) I often ask myself what kind of person would want to live their life on camera? What goes on when it isn’t rolling? And how svengali-like are the producers? Luckily, the New York Times ran a story yesterday that answered many of my questions.

While people on these shows sign extensive non-disclosure agreements—they practically have to hand over their first-born should they reveal “reality show secrets”—most contracts expire after a few years. So some reality stars are opening up about their experiences while filming. After the jump, some the revelations from the article that shocked me the most.

Some people say they’re sick of all the shows about housewives, trophy wives, and other kept women. Well, now they can see how the other side—the househusband—lives. Fox Reality’s “Househusbands of Hollywood” focuses on men who run their households while their bread-winning Hollywood wives bring home the bacon. This is how Fox defines a househusband: “King of the castle…ruler of the roost…until his wife comes home from work.” Two of the better known husbands are Darryl M. Bell, who played Ron Johnson on “A Different World” and is married to Tempestt Bledsoe (Vanessa Huxtable of “The Cosby Show”), and former L.A. Dodgers baseball player Billy Ashley, whose wife is a successful Hollywood makeup artist. Charlie Mattera, another hubby featured, co-created the series with his wife, a prominent psychologist. The others are Marine sniper Grant Reynolds, married to Fox 11 morning news show host Jillian Reynolds, and Danny Barclay, an aspiring actor hitched to a high-powered L.A. lawyer. “Househusbands of Hollywood” premieres Aug. 15.

I’m not going to lie. I was pretty excited about last night’s premiere episode of “More to Love.” At 6’1”, I’m a big girl no matter how much I weigh. Here was a show dedicated to the plight of all of us larger-sized folk wandering the earth, looking for someone who will say the magic words: “You are big, and that is awesome.”

The premise of “More to Love” is simple. It’s like “The Bachelor,” only people have taken to calling it “The Fatchelor,” because this time around, the dude looking for love is 26-year-old, 6’3”, 330-pound Luke Conley. And he’s not looking for a skinny bitch. He’s looking for a woman who’s “curvy.”

Hey there, ladies. You want to be the last contestant standing on a reality TV looking-for-love show, right? Sure, we all do! If you want to walk away with Jason Mesnick or Brad Womack, or even Bret Michaels or Ray J, I have a new strategy for you—leave in a dramatic huff. But here’s the clincher: come back a week or two later claiming that you made a terrible mistake. No, seriously, this just worked for both Ed on “The Bachelorette,” who left because he was worried he was going to get fired from his job, and London on “Daisy Of Love,” who skipped out on the show just because he couldn’t take the heat. Here’s why this plan is so diabolical.

I may have to reconsider my position on taking the summer off from dating. It seems one of my teenage crushes is on the market and is looking to find love via a reality TV dating show on VHI. Antonio Sabato Jr., best known (to me especially) as the eternally hot bad boy “Jagger Cates” from “General Hospital” and a former Calvin Klein underwear model,  “is seeking the most alluring, seductive and exotic single women to embark on the romantic adventure of a lifetime.”

OctoMom Nadya Suleman has decided to continue her torturous reign over us all. She’s at long last signed a reality TV show deal. It still has to be approved by a judge, but if this crazy concept gets the OK, each of OctoMom’s 14 kids will be raking in $250 per day and could make about $250,000 in three years. It’s good they won’t be poor, but the idea that this wacked-out family is going to be out there for all the world to see makes me a tad uncomfortable. The company behind this is also responsible for masterpieces like “The Biggest Loser.” Taping is set to begin on September 1st which, coincidentally, is also the day I’ll be leaving the country. Forever. [Us Magazine]