Say what you will about Carole Radziwill, but she is one of the few housewives who writes her own blog and does it well. As we are trying to decide how we feel about Jules, Carole has filmed the entire season with her and has mad her assessment. And she doesn’t hold back on het blog on last week’s episode entitled The Biggest Boob.
Here is an excerpt.
But if Ramona is the Double-D of boobs, Jules comes in second at Double C. Thing is, Jules is cute and nice and easy to laugh. She had me at hello, but she lost me somewhere between menopause and mom.
I must have missed the whole, “had you at hello” part. Because both you and Bethenny seem to have an agenda to imply that she is the one with the eating disorder.
I wasn’t even going to mention this because really, who cares? But from here on in I’ve decided I want to be offended…by everything. Offended that Ramona is offended that I was offended by her constant talking. Offended that Dorinda says Ramona and I can’t be friends. Offended that Bethenny offended Snoopy. Oh, yeah, and offended that Jules seems to have age-shaming Tourettes. These women could be my mom. They’ve gone off their menopause meds. The elderly. As the kids say, what up? It’s only the third episode.
Offended is the new black. It’s standing room only on that train.
I was going to let it go, honestly, I was. But I see a pattern, because later on in the season she insults my age to my unlined-face. At the time, I thought that was an isolated instance, a momentary lack of self-awareness, a brain-fart. We’ve all had them. Me included. But now I think she has a weird age thing.
It looks like we are going to hear her ageist thoughts every episode. Is she so dumb to think that the large majority viewers of the show are menopausal women?
What is surprising is that other than her hair flipping she doesn’t seem to be that much younger. We’re not talking different generations here. She’s generally cool on other subjects, so why all the slights about women’s age? Is she insecure about her own age? Or aging? Or maybe her ignorance of the meaning and origin of “Et tu, Brute?” the final words of Julius Caesar who Shakespeare immortalized in his play by the same name and not a movie? I thought it was charming.
You did not think it was charming. You thought it was hysterical that four grown adults with enough money to have summer homes were on TV murdering Shakespeare and showing their lack of education.
I suppose I could have been a teen mom. My mom had me when she was eighteen. I would have been 17 when I gave birth to Jules. I could have made that work, sure. Thing is, Jules couldn’t be my daughter. I would never have raised a daughter who made dumb sexist jokes about women. The same misogynistic crap we hear every day from men. The same misogynistic crap we hear from John in this very episode, first to Bethenny’s face, and then behind Ramona’s back. And menopause, last I checked, is a medical condition that affects two billion women in the world. Some women experience severe and debilitating side-effects. Is it okay to make light of a medical condition but not a mental health condition? In my opinion, neither is good.
Preach! And someone needs to tell Jules that pissing off gangs of menopausal women is not wise.
But it’s getting late, and I’m old. So as I close my lids, I have visions of college girls, binge-watching RHONY and rolling their eyes as Jules flips her hair and washes her hands in the ice bucket. Oh mom, you are soooo embarrassing.
I see what you did there.