Morning television, L.A. style

There is a bunch of women on a beige/cream couch, framed by the T.V. screen in the LA airport business lounge. They all have sun dresses, teeth so bright they hurt your eyes, and hair with the same shiny lustre as a mid-seventies Barbie. They have been discussing products you can buy: dresses that will make you look a million. It makes them laugh - a lot - though there are no jokes. It includes assertions such as "I think nothing is as chic as all white!": A statement that as a Melbournite I must regard as questionable, at best.

Then they move on to What Lies Beneath:

Presenter 1: You know what's great? We love the control top underwear.
Presenter 2: Don't we?
Presenter 3: Oh, its fabulous! GOD, I love capitalism!

And, no, she wasn't being ironic.