I admit - I watched about 3 hours worth of the Real Housewives of Atlanta tonight. Yes, that's 3 hours of my life that I can never get back. I wish there was some lesson to leave with folks. But nope, it's pretty much a trashy show.
Not one of the women are self made. They all married, divorced or are sleeping with $$$$-men and are using some man's money to try to live out their dreams. I mean, I ALMOST think it looks like an appealing lifestyle. Get dressed up in $1,000 dresses, have some phantom charity, fund my dream on somebody else's bank roll, look fabulous all the time. Really...where is the downside to that? Ohhh, that's right all of these chics ended up looking hella stupid on television. *I do like NeNe though - she's that friend that's a bit extra, but is always funny and might keep it a lil' too real*
Anywho - on my fav message board, a few women were going back and forth on Lisa's husband, Ed Hartwell. And I quote, "I bet his balls smell like cupcakes." LMAO.
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