sitting on perfectly plumped cushioned couches pursing their perfectly distorted, plumped and filled lips attempting to smile and express emotion across unmoving skin polished and smoothed talons painted hideous brash colours tearing each other apart with foul-mouthed school yard taunts each trying to be more outraged and outrageous than the other hideous display of eye rolling passed off as moral high ground screaming banshees are more palatable than these housewives en masse
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There is a weird sick feeling when you come home to find your husband and adult son rolling around laughing watching the finale of Real Housewives of Sydney.
Who are these women? Where do they find them?.
So embarrassed that these women are from my home town.