WHAT TO SAY about Bravo’s new reality show Gallery Girls? You could go on about how unbearably awful it is, how selfish the women, how vapid the art world, but why? Isn’t that the point of reality TV? I can hear the pitch meeting now. Someone says, “Yes! It’s Real Housewives crossed with Girls and a dash of Sex And the City.” The latter was thrown in, no doubt, just in case Girls isn’t glamorous enough. (Though, just to say it has its own gallerina in Marnie and Lena Dunham grew up in the art world). Bravo has over the last couple years lit upon contemporary art with shows like Work of Art: The Next Great Artist where artists compete Top Chef-style for a show at the Brooklyn Museum and $100k. Yes, you read that right one hundred thousand dollars. And, what is there not to be fascinated with in the current art scene? It’s weird, monied, rarified and removed. There’s power, private jets and parties. Miami’s Art Basel, we are promised in the GG’s previews, will figure big. Trailers show characters from the show downing shots there as if at a frat party. America, I worry you will think this is contemporary art or the art world like you once thought Sex and The City showed what it meant to be a single girl in NYC. It’s not. No “real” gallery was tortured in the making of this show. You won’t see Marian Goodman or David Zwirner or Larry Gagosian. Still, the art world is fascinating. It’s easy enough to look at a piece of conceptual art and think, They spent this outrageous sum on that?