Home shopping has been around for as long as I can remember. (Although back in ancient times — before the ’90s — you actually had to pick up the phone to order. Oh the horror.) By the mid-80s practically everyone I knew had already experienced being hypnotized by the energetic, enthusiastic, fast-talking announcers hawking the latest miracle products on TV late at night. I’d heard countless stories of how they all picked up the phone like zombies and recited their credit card digits because they felt compelled to do so, and then were surprised to find a package at their doorstep a few days later. Someone I know even bought a mattress this way — while she was on vacation halfway across the continent!

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