I will be the first to
admit I was swept off my feet by the tales of “Army Wives” reality but rather
fictional persona of the military lifestyle; CLASSY girls dressed to the nines, strutting in their 4 inch heeled Gucci
stilettos and possessing an extraordinary amount of power. Those girls get what
they want. The best way to describe it is a blend between PEARL HARBOR (the
movie) and the STEPFORD WIVES…like all military spouses have perfect hair and
the body to match with adorable little skirts and aprons and all the girls in
your clique fall in love with a group of military hunks, all best friends as
well. These ladies are excellent housewives, every house is spotless all
the time, regardless of the amount of perfect little children running around
and a homemade dinner is always on the table by 5 because the military is extremely
punctual.
Well, let me be the first
to tell you… that’s a load of crock and not out of the crock pot. It’s about as
glamorous as realizing your milk is spoiled, after you drink a large-thirst quenching
sip.
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