It is a mystery why this show was ever made. Oh yeah, they wanted to get young guys to ogle the host. As cheap and tacky as you'd expect, this show, and I use that word loosely, had no plot, no scripts to speak of and was essentially just footage of the title star at various parties. People danced. People wore swimsuits. That's pretty much it. The show was on in the small hours of the morning because that's all it deserved.
Howard Stern pilloried this sad excuse for a series with his on-air shrieks of "Webkini!" As you might expect, his parodies of "The Cindy Margolis Show" were far more interesting than the real thing.