I have been a HUGE fan of Real Housewives of New Jersey since the first episode, so I was really looking forward to last night’s premiere. Holy hell, that was ninety minutes chock-full of cray-zee! It’s hard to even know where to start, and the #RHONJ hashtag was so busy I kept getting the same “Your tweetstream is being throttled” message on TweetDeck I got during the Royal Wedding.
But of all the over-the-top stuff going on, there was one thing I just couldn’t get out of my head: Melissa, Joe, Kathy, and Kathy’s husband all mispronounced Joe and Teresa’s last name. Giudice is pronounced JU-dee-Chay, NOT Jew-dice. Seriously, you are her brother, sister-in-law, and cousin, and you can’t pronounce her name? All I’ve done is read her cookbook and I can pronounce it properly. I know, quibbling over pronunciation seems trivial when a grown man is knee-walking drunk, throwing punches at family members at his own son’s christening, but I just can’t get past it.
What disturbed you the most about last night’s episode? Jacqueline’s unbelievably spoiled and self-absorbed daughter, Ashlee? The tweets about how “hot” skanky Joe Gorga was? How flat-out mean Melissa’s sisters were? Or Caroline’s pitiful attempt at “Southern cooking”? I do love Caroline, and cried bittersweet tears right along with her about Albie and Chris moving out; but chicken-friend steak, chili, and burned biscuits? What the hell?
*disclaimer: Yes, of course I know they cast and edit these shows to make them as inflammatory as possible, but either you dressed like a stripper (Melissa) and got drunk and threw punches (Joe) at your own baby’s christening or you didn’t. Oh, and the pic above is from nydailynews.com*