Read carefully. The well kept secrets shared below could save your: dignity, reputation, career, marriage, and/or life (I’m not sure, but I think that last one was a wee bit of an exaggeration). There are just three simple rules for surviving the Real Housewives of Whatever:
1. Timing is everything!
If your friend/neighbor/family member/acquaintance has been cast on a real housewives show AND she invites you to stop by during a taping session, you know – just for drinks and giggles. For the love of trashy tv DON’T DO IT! The more famous you are, the more likely it is that you have been made a sacrificial lamb. Did the invitation come wrapped in a tear-stained envelope? That, my friend, is what is called a clue. Those tears are yours. You just don’t know it yet.
If curiosity about seeing how the sausage is made is killing you and you decide that you simply have to go, first ask yourself if you’ve ever shared a deeply private and painful experience with this person, swearing her to secrecy. You did swear her to secrecy? The second step is to put your attorney on speed dial. Ask if said shared secret is covered as part of a verbal non-disclosure agreement. If the attorney says no, then for the love of trashy tv DON’T DO IT! If the attorney says that it is covered? DON’T DO IT.
Ok, I get it, I get it. You are still not persuaded. Then the only thing left to do is pray! That secret is almost guaranteed to be exposed. It will happen as part of a drunken rambling, “slip of the tongue”, or it will be slammed down on the table like a winning hand of poker. Count on it! Word to the wise, drinks and giggles with a Real Housewife of Whatever are probably safest between
hunting filming seasons.
Even between seasons, don’t tell a RH your secrets. Seriously. Don’t.
2. Travel light OR Not at all!
You survived drinks and giggles. To make it all up to you, the Real Housewives have invited you to take a vacation with them, and being a glutton for punishment you agree to go. You’re traveling by car, you say? If you have the option, sit in the backseat! Yeah, I said the backseat. Need I remind you?
Sure, they can still get to you when you’re sitting in the backseat, but at least make them work for it.
Ah. You’re going boating? You should be safe, you say? You are ADORBS! You won’t be swimming with sharks, you will be boating with them! Don’t go out on the deck alone with a Real Housewife. Make sure there are witnesses at all times, and don’t count on the production crew to save you – you don’t think they care about ratings? Your humiliation (or worse) is golden on film!
“Aren’t you taking things too far?”, you ask. No. No. Not really. Well, maybe a little, but probably not by much. Real Housewives of Whatever roll like that, I think. I’ve heard. Well…it’s been said that they can be treacherous! To be on the safe side, make your own accommodations and stay in an undisclosed location! Taking vacations with Real Housewives may require you to keep your lawyer and your therapist on speed dial!
Am I the only one imaging RHOBH’s Lisa Vanderpump giving Brandi Glanville the “Fredo Kiss”?
3. The enemy of your Real Housewives of Whatever enemy is definitely your friend!
No? Your friend/neighbor/family member/acquaintance would never betray you like that? Cute. I see you’ve never watched the show. Awesome. Well here’s one more piece of advice. If you haven’t taken a self-defense class, give it some consideration. When you take that self-defense class, you might as well add your trainer’s number to your speed dial along with your attorney and therapist. Running out of speed dial options? Screw your friends and family, they can’t help you now. You have willingly, and naively, entered into a fight for survival (physical, psychological, emotional).
It’s not a Real Housewives of Whatever party until someone gets slapped, punched, kicked, threatened, intimidated, or arrested. Any and all of those events could happen over breakfast!
So friends, this is my last warning. You can’t say I haven’t tried. If you decide to tag along with your real housewives pal, joining her for drinks and giggles, skip the drinks and keep a side eye on the giggles. She could be laughing at you, not with you. I think it’s safe to say that some of the Real Housewives are a cross between Keyser Söze, Lucrezia Borgia, and Niccolò Machiavelli (Yes, the latter of the “Machiavellic” fame.). In your shoes, I’d count on more Keyser Söze than the other two:
If you fail to heed my warning, it was nice knowing ya’. If you decide that I’m too cynical, and that you are perfectly ok in the hands of your reality show pal, well trash-tv god love and protect ya’. By the way, I have a real estate transaction I’d like to discuss with you when you have time – and don’t be alarmed, it only looks like swampland in the pictures. It’s a grade A golf course worth millions, you cutie pie.