Sometimes I use this blog as a place to disclose things that I probably
shouldn't. But as that seems to be a theme this year I may as well go all
in. Its confession time again.
That's right, I have another guilty televisual pleasure. Being a self-confessed tele-addict it was
bound to happen again. Yes again, I’ve
written about these before way back in 2010 when I had NO IDEA the Kardashians
would turn into the multi-million dollar empire of egotism that they are. Just so you know I have been watching some well-produced, brilliantly written,
thought provoking TV - I’m looking at you Billions, Big Little Lies and The Handmaid's Tale. However I’ve also taken to ‘de-stressing’ with some mind numbing trash.
While the rest of the world was binging on Love Island I've gone retro.
Step up The Real Housewives of New York.
I know…
I KNOW! Alright, I can’t help it.
It’s not a wish to be like them, it’s more “living vicariously without
having to deal with the drama, wind down at the end of the day” type of
situation. I started to watch 1 episode a day from the beginning a couple of
weeks ago as E! is now showing it from the beginning. While the quality of the picture now emulates
the content, it’s still highly addictive.
I love Bethany. Dear, sweet and as
grounded as you can be when you’re a millionaire daughter of absentee father who is desperate for marriage and a child* Bethany. I hope to hell I’m not like Ramona, who’s
emotional maturity looks to have only just entered kindergarten**. I like Jill for her intellect though question
her materialism and I think Alex needs to be a bit more honest with herself and
LuAnn to take herself less seriously.
And really I think this is exactly what this sort of TV is for. It’s harmless, they will most likely never
know and won’t care what you think anyway judgement! I find watching the clothes, the parties and
the childlike misunderstandings all deliciously indulgent while being oh so
grateful I’m not one of them.
I’m certain there are people judging me for my viewing habits as harshly as I’m judging the housewives. Well judge away! A glass of wine, bar of
chocolate and RHONY binge can be exactly what the doctor ordered. Its true, I have been known to get bored as
easily as I get addicted, so my affection for the show many not last all the
way up to the present season anyway (can you believe there are 9 series?!). For now though, I'm enjoying the
ridiculousness of the...
*Season 1 obviously
**Hey American review, American words 
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