The "Real" Housewives

I think this is fairly obvious, but there is nothing "real" about any of the Real Housewives.  Granted, I only watch the OC and NJ versions so maybe Atlanta, New York , Miami, and whatever other random city I'm missing are filled with a little more class.  Although I'm not sure what it says about me that I wait with bated breath for the OC and NJ versions to come on. 

What I love most about the OC is their ability to go natural and go out without make up and still look good.  I mean sure I've had my breasts done 3 times until I can now use them a flotation devices and I have to buy them their own seats on airplanes AND I always wear short shorts with high heels and full on hair and make up to go to the grocery.  Doesn't everyone?  The OC housewives wish they looked as good as me.

Granted I did dress down the other day when I drove my hubby to the airport and wore blue college sweat pants, a sweatshirt from another college, and pink fleece lined crocs with messy hair (I was going for that sexy bedhead look) and no make up (it's hard to apply make up when you still have crusty eyes from sleeping), but that is not my norm.  I like to look like a hooker on all occasions much like my RHoOC counterparts. 

I'm actually from NJ.  I don't broadcast that fact much because let's face it NJ does not have the best shows repping it right now (it's not enough that the rest of the world thinks Americans are fat, low class, idiots, but we have to send the douchebags from the Jersey Shore to Italy to prove it...oh lordy) and I don't have inch long finger nails; long black hair; and smoky eyes are reserved for special occasions not every day wear. 

The RHoNJ are even more of a stereotype!  Who dresses like a Las Vegas call girl to go to a Christening?????  Apparently everyone!  To that end who gets in a physical altercation at a Christening????  Okay, my friend's sister in law did just start a Theresa style brawl at Passover dinner, and yes they are from and were in NJ.  It's the Jersey in them.  I actually like the Manzo family.  I would like them to invite me over for dinner.  I was just in Wayne chillaxin with my grammy at her nursing home.  Franklin Lakes is like the next town over, but did I get an invite?? Um, no.  And don't think I didn't look for these people every time we stopped to eat (since I was pretty sure I wasn't going to run into them at the old folks home). 

I also heard that Theresa hired someone to write her cookbook and that the writer just got all the recipes off the internet.  Hmmmm...

Ahhh the drama...love it!