When I’ve thought about the small but mighty state of Rhode Island in the past, it’s mostly been in the context of A) being rejected by Brown (honestly, I had a B- average; what was I expecting?) or B) wishing I could attend Taylor Swift’s Fourth of July party at Watch Mountain. But now, I will probably forever associate the Ocean State with real housewives of rhode islandmy current favorite Bravo juggernaut, and the main reason I didn’t even pick up the book last weekend.
Granted, given my experience on the East Coast, I was an easy target for this show real housewives Franchise: I made my mark on The Renew york city housewife As a teenager, much of my first book was written in real housewives of new jersey Open in the background. (I don’t know why Manthos and Judith’s dull rants are so conducive to the printed page, but they are.)
And, in the best case scenario, Rory Reminds me of the early days led by Danielle Staub ronjiethe show at the time consisted mainly of a lot of beautiful Italian women yelling at each other about who was or wasn’t a call girl, with breaks just to go shopping or drink wine at various establishments owned by the other wives’ husbands. Before starting the show, I knew a little bit less about the local culture in Rhode Island, but now I know that, among other things, the state has a famous Italian gang history and a sizable Syrian-American community, which matches the makeup of the show’s cast, most of whom are Italian, Syrian, Lebanese, or a mix of the two. (I beg you to simply imagine They were serving mozzarella platters while bickering with each other over who posted a photo of her husband’s side dish to the group chat! )
grateful RoryBetween the questionable subtitles and the consistent stupidity of the cast (at one point, star Alicia just says to the camera, “I crushed a woman.” That’s it! That’s all we know about the story!), I had almost no idea what was going on in the show at any given time. But that’s the magic of it real housewives In short, the industrial complex; I’m almost always confused, but I’m also trapped in a way that belies the disturbing amount of money my parents paid for my “critical thinking” in my elementary, secondary, and college education. At least if this season continues at this incomprehensible dramatic pace, I might get a second book soundtrack out of it? God willing!

