Whether it’s a trashy TV show, extra-pulpy fiction, or nutrient-free candy, write a thank-you note to your guiltiest guilty pleasure
Dear Real Housewives franchise,…
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Whether it’s a trashy TV show, extra-pulpy fiction, or nutrient-free candy, write a thank-you note to your guiltiest guilty pleasure
Dear Real Housewives franchise,…
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Tel us about the experience of being outside, looking in — however you’d like to interpret that.
This is actually quite a great prompt for me to write about right now, as I’m up to my armpits in episodes of Real Housewives of Beverly Hills. Hulk and I have recently smashed out 3 seasons in about 2 weeks, and currently up to Season 4 and it’s fantastic!
When I was first introduced to the Real Housewives franchise, it was with those lovely respectable ladies of New Jersey,
And, of course, Hotlanta Atlanta:
But for now, we’re dealing with Beverly Hills, and fuck, have those bitches got money!!
Growing up with no money, I have always been fascinated by people and their wealth, and how they choose to display their wealth. Some people are actually humble enough to not parade their wealth around, but they seem to be far and few between. The rest of them, however, are basically like Nene above: “I AM A VERY RICH BITCH” and the great thing about shows like these, are that they give the rest of us peasants an insight into a world that we will never know or experience.
When was the last time you bought your 15yr old daughter a $50,000 car? Or the last time you flew in your friends private jet across the country? Oh, maybe you didn’t have time because you were too busy swimming in your millions of dollars from all the casinos / basketball teams / restaurants you own… I can imagine it would be such a hard life.
All these ‘ladies’ (and I use the term so very loosely) seem to do is throw lunches and dinners and parties and make them all so ridiculously over the top. Didn’t your parents spend $60,000 on your 4th birthday party? No? Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that. How are you able to live with yourself? How can you even look at your parents the same anymore with out an overwhelming sense of resentment for not making your day the most elaborate and over-the-top day possible. How selfish of them!!
The thing with shows like this, is that for people like me, there’s rich, but then there’s rich. Just looking at some of the mansions these people live in is simply ridiculous. To have somebody say on camera that ‘being forced to live in anything less than 10,000 square-feet is going to be a complete nightmare’… ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?? Some of these bitches have walk-in wardrobes bigger than my 2br apartment. It’s just unbelievable how some of these people live.
But like one of the girls says “Having money doesn’t give you class, it just gives you money” and the show clearly demonstrates this. They all talk about how each other needs to behave like ‘a lady’, and stop getting caught up in petty bullshit, but that’s pretty much ALL they do in every single episode. They may have millions of dollars, live in mansions, have successful husbands etc etc, but at the end of the day, they’re all basic high-school bitches always starting shit, and stirring the pot.
Well, except for Kim Richards. She’s a few sandwiches short of a picnic now. She’s now out of her stint in rehab and ‘sober’ again, but she can barely string a sentence together at the best of times.
Unless of course, she’s lucid enough to get involved in a fight
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