Reality TV is always an obsession. I have indulged in The Simple Life and RuPaul’s Drag Race and the belated America’s Next Top Model.
I’ve never been one for the Real Housewives franchise and no I don’t know where Potamac is.
Nene Leakes is a cultural staple and of course I followed Theresa Giudice’s imprisonment. I’m sure her house arrest is amazing without the alcohol and who can forget when she flipped over a table? Bethenny Frankel is the only other one who comes to mind. She’s a skinny girl who has skinny girl shit.
I thought I would try out the show. I didn’t realize how in love was I going to be with it and not just because of Erika. Her marital name being Erika Girardi. She’s married to a fabulously wealthy lawyer thirty years her senior and she thinks hookers are fabulous.
Erika Jayne is by far the best housewife on the show, but I’ve begun having a loving affection for many of the others..
I have a soft spot for Yolanda Foster. She’s friends with Erika Jayne and might soon be divorced from her mega producer husband David Foster, known for his work with Whitney Houston, Natalie Cole, Madonna, and Jennifer Lopez to name a few. Her plotline revolves around her illness. One many of the housewives question in authenticity.
I like Yolanda, but I watch the housewives for a glamorous petty escape from my life, not for heart rending medical drama. I wish her the best. She seems very nice and I do enjoy her supermodel daughter stopping by.
Kyle Richards entire drama involves her sister Kim. She’s fine. She’s rather inconsequential to show and she’s the reason that Erika got subjected to Bethenny Frankel being a flat out bitch to her about her music career. I’m fine with her, but I don’t watch the show for her plot. I’m here to see Erika get zipped into her skintight leotard and hang with her gays.
The latest housewife Kathryn Edwards has yet to make an impact on me. There’s still time, but I need more than just her backstory on the OJ trial.