I must adbmit I wasn't into any of it at all. The subsequent seasons only midly interested me, although, I read a lot of the press surrounding NeNe and all her drama (yes she was a stripper -plus size I assume, writing a tell-all book, hating everyone and causing trouble as any "head bitch in charge" would do.) There was no way in hell I would ever watch New York City Housewives because the unmarried, ex-Bridezilla, Martha Stewart Apprentice loser Bethenny Frankel annoys me to the point where I stop speaking coherently.
But one day I was home sick on the Sunday of the NJ finale and got caught up in the all day marathon. I was hooked!
I think each of the wives represents at least someone we know or know of.
Danielle- a divorced, non-Italian with a book and rather large, non-articifial breasts. It still hasn't been confirmed if she is returning. She may be sleeping with the fishes.
Jacqueline- Restores faith in the fact that you can be a bar whore and still find someone (very rich) to marry you.
Dina- married to the mob, whose decorating sense did not translate to her brace-faced daughter's stuffed animal ridden room.
Caroline- She scares me so I'd rather not say anything about her. I cross the street when I see any overweight red heads wearing bling.
But most of all, I love Teresa. Not because we share a name. But because of her bubbs, McMansion and food fighting.
BTW- most of them had babies over the summer. So it just proves that no one cares that these gene pools could use a little more chlorine.