My husband always gives me crap because I watch The Real Housewives of [insert some city here]. He doesn't understand reality shows at all.
But come on.
The crazy ridiculousness of their lives? The drama? The silly fights and feuds?
What is there not to like?
Because I can text my best friend in Las Vegas a simple statement of "Aviva...say what?" and she knows exactly what I am talking about and we proceed to have a 45 minute texting conversation of their craziness.
So I watch them because they make me feel better about my own sane life.
Do I need any other reason? No.
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