Housewifemania

By now, you should probably have a good understanding of my obsession with reality television. But for some reason, I feel compelled to continue to discuss it with you.

In case you wondered {or cared} I do have favorites in the reality television realm. Survivor being the clear winner. Unfortunately, Survivor doesn’t run year round and neither does The Office or Parks & Rec {yes, I realize neither of them are reality tv, but whatevs}, and I have to find something else to fill my evenings. That’s where the Housewives come in. No, my Housewives are not desperate. My Housewives of choice are those in NJ, NYC, and (hopefully) DC*.

But can I tell you the difference between the Housewives of New York and the Housewives of New Jersey?

The New York housewives like to think they are classy. The New Jersey housewives make no pretense. The New York housewives trash talk one another behind each other’s backs. The New Jersey housewives have all out scream fests, table flipping, and hair pulling incidents in front of the masses.

But the one thing they have in common?

The girl who loves to play the victim and hopes that makes her popular.

That being said, I can’t wait to see what DC brings to the table!

*I have high hopes for The Housewives of DC. And only about 99.9% of it revolves around this.

I can’t begin to tell you how excited I am.