On this week’s Real Housewives Of New York there is a Tom for all the housewives! ‘You get a Tom, and you get a Tom, and you get a Tom!’ I think Oprah is giving them away. This show should now be called Desperate Housewives, since LuMann is clearly desperate to get married to anyone and especially someone who is breathing, rich and gives her a “murky” huge yellow diamond
As any woman in her 40’s or mother will tell you, we like a minimum amount of stress. Even when it comes to our jeans. We know the trend for the millennials are jeans that are distressed and ripped beyond recognition and we just don’t feel right in them. We want to look cool, but not THAT cool
I love a drugstore steal as much as the next as the next gal. Especially when it frees up money for more important things…like shoes. So without further ado here are the drugstore beauty finds you must have this summer
So when does this show wrap up? Because I’m starting to grow bored of it. This week of The Real Housewives of New York begins where we left off last week…on the party bus headed to Mohegan Sun for a night of gambling and debauchery. Or so we had hoped. They walk into the hotel a little drunk and enter the “Royal Suite” which has enough bedrooms for everyone. Of course Ramoaner takes the best room for herself since she’s the “hostess” and Bethenny and Carole room together because that’s what they do.
I just had to say it. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. If one more millennial PR person pitches me, but then asks how many Instagram followers we have I will scream. They are missing the big picture (and I’m missing patches of hair). She doesn’t have a clue (and I say “she” because 95% are women named Ashley or (God) Lauren) how our age demographic gets and processes our information when it comes to shopping and spending
