Thursday, April 23, 2026

The Realist

 


I started the new Real Housewives franchise, Long Island, and it is absolutely marvelous. I’d even argue it’s the most real of all the Housewives series. There are only four episodes so far, and by the time I got around to it, I had three in the cannon that I had no problem binging in one night.

The accent takes a minute to adjust to. It’s like starting a British series: at first it’s all “Wah wah wah, wah wah,” and then suddenly your ear clicks and it becomes perfectly clear English. The Rhode Island accent is especially fun. It makes me want to tease up my hair, swipe on red lipstick, and throw a suit jacket with giant shoulder pads over a silky camisole. It’s how every glamorous, slightly disinterested woman in a 90’s movies talked.

Every Real Housewives series builds storylines around each woman, teasing them out over the season, and this cast did not disappoint.

When Crystal from RHOBH dropped a midseason bomb about being bulimic, I couldn’t help but wonder if it was a desperate attempt to generate a storyline beyond a home remodel. The best reaction, though, was Erika Jayne, who didn’t even blink before saying, “I just use laxatives.”

I’ve always thought of bulimia as deadly. Even in the Amy Winehouse documentary, they said she didn’t die from insane amounts of drugs and alcohol, but from the insane amount of hurling she did after she ate any food. I honestly didn’t think someone could make it to 40 as a bulimic, so clearly I am wrong, and so is that Lifetime movie my health teacher showed me in high school.

Back to Rhode Island. This season, there’s Rulla, whose husband is actively having an affair. She puts on a brave face and talks about it openly with her friends. For now, she wants to stay with him.

Then there’s Ashley, who was on the bachelor, super shy, incredibly sweet, and famously saved herself for marriage. A 29 year old virgin, remarkable. Now she’s married with two toddlers and is drowning in early motherhood. In one scene at the park, her baby is on her hip, swatting her in the face, while her toddler is yelling that he had to pee. And what did she do? The most real thing possible: she ignores her kids, keeps talking to her friend about how stressed she is and how her marriage is kind of trash, and then starts to cry.

Next is Alicia (YASSSS), who’s been engaged to her baby daddy for nine years but refuses to marry the mother fucker becasue he wants a prenup that would leave her with nothing. Her gaggle of Italian aunts come over, and they swap stories about their ex-husbands. One aunt says, “My husband wandered.”

Her accent is so thick, no one understands what the hell she said, but because they’re a group of women bull-shitting, everyone just nods knowingly. Thinking her aunt said “wanted,” Alicia asks, “What did he want?” Eventually, the aunt annunciates, and the misunderstanding clears up.

Later that night, I found myself laughing out loud thinking about that scene while watching TV with my kids. I tried explaining it to them. They didn’t find it as funny as I did, but they laughed a little.

Eventually, Alicia role-plays confronting her partner about the prenup. She points out that she does everything; laundry, cooking, cleaning and raising their kid. Rulla, who is very smart, gives her excellent talking points to bring to the table. 

The rest of the cast is dealing with serious rumors, which they either deny or fully lean into.There’s almost no shame about any of it. When Rosie says she took sick leave and decided not to return to work, it cuts to Kelsey, who straight up says, “Rosie didn’t go back to her job because she fucked her boss and got fired.”

That’s the level of honesty we’re getting. The absolute best part of it, there is no shame. If Rulla wants to stay together with her low-down, cheating, dog of a husband, it's ok. We get it. If she decides to leave him, it’s ok too. If Kelsey is conflicted about leaving her rich ass sugar daddy who has a different girlfriend staying in each of his houses, we get it. Jobs are hard, and right now she is living like damn royalty.

The master dame of the group is Liz, who looks like she could point her finger and summon a lighting bolt. She’s the most witchy woman I’ve ever seen, in the best way. She owns multiple weed stores, lives in a waterfront mansion, got wasted and lost her shit at her husband’s birthday party, and, in her fifties, has mother fucking six-pack abs. 

What makes this franchise feel so fresh is how real the storylines are, and how little shame is attached to them. It feels almost feminist: women showing their messy, complicated lives without being punished for it.

I love the entire cast, even Rosie who is the principal shit-stirrer because she is so transparent about not wanting to have kids. In the last episode, when she tries her middle-school-level drama tactics, Alicia goes full gangster on her and caps it off with, “Welcome to fucking Rhode Island, bitch.”

Thank you. I feel very welcome and I love it!