Sequester time!! All the new hg's are locked away in some hotel until launch night. This is when Big Brother production must be playing all kinds of mind games with the cast. Some bad seeds were surely planted during the audition process, but now production is in full control. Now Big Brother owns them.
The real fun must begin with luggage inspection. The hg's were given a list of what NOT to bring into the BB house clothing wise. No logos, and nothing that messes with the camera, like sparkles, and dots, and stripes, and white whites. But that list is a decoy! Subterfuge! Sneak attack!. An excuse to confiscate anything they fancy. What production wants is a character..a story. So they pull all the clothes they don't want that character to wear. The biggest impact is usually felt by the female hg's.
BB pulls all the skimpy sparkly clothes, and Voila! A sister wife is born! The modest clothes are pulled, and 4 pairs of shorty shorts and one bustier are left, and Hooray!! Half-naked-all-the-time-chic is in the house! At this point the hg is surely freaking out, so BB distracts them by moving on to cosmetics and personal care items. The one item they need to survive will be pulled for sure, along with their fave hair styling tool.
But there is always one girl BB lets keep everything... just because. The missing clothes are mostly forgotten until about a month into the season. Tension is high, lines are being drawn, and some girls begin to notice that one girls clothes have sparkles and dots, plus she has her special fave moisture cream, and BB gave her hair dye!!! She's a mole! She's America's Player!! She's best friends with Allison Grodner!!
One of my fave moments of last years horror show of a season was when Gina Marie had a melt down about her clothes. It was glorious and horrible. I never actually saw it. My cams wouldn't change, so I was stuck in another part of the house, and chat friends had to narrate, which only added to the hilarity. Gina Marie's clothing had logos everywhere and BB had her mark them out with a sharpie, but the sharpie kept fading so BB had to take even more of her clothes away. She was screaming and crying and wailing. "I don't dress like this! I don't wear capris! I'm Italian! I have class! I drive a convertible!" This went on for hours. No one could console her. "BB took all my clothes! I drive a convertible!"
It's moments (hours) like that on the live feeds that prove that BB is a master at this big brother business. Every aspect of house life is geared towards breaking the hg's down, building them back up, only to smash them down again. All for our viewing pleasure.
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