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May 2017
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

@journeyofdays
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.
Journey of Days
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Journey of Days  Australia
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