Just how much do I love the Bravo series The Real Housewives of Atlanta? So much so, that I actually dressed up like one of them for Halloween. But let’s get to that in a minute…
What follows is an exclusive preview clip from this week’s episode (airing tomorrow night at 10 PM), where it shows just how these Atlanta wives roll. Sure, they might have $1000 shoes delivered to their doorstep for their perusal, and yeah, they’ve got sports star husbands and Escalades and mansions and makeup artists.
But deep down, their heartstrings are always set to the tune of Adina Howard‘s “Freak Like Me”. Because there’s only one thing to do when you’re hosting a Real Housewives of Atlanta slumber party… and that is to learn how to work (or wurque) a stripper pole. The last 30 seconds will haunt your afternoon, we promise!
Do any of you like Sheree? (I’m on Team Nene all the way.)
After the jump, my Halloween costume in its full glory!
So here’s how my costume went down: Some of you might remember that I was going to go as Peg Bundy (or, as my Mother hoped for, Ted Bundy), given that I had purchased the perfect leopard-print dress for under $20 at Loehmanns.
The problem was that I waited until Friday to buy my wig, which is code for “I got groped in line at Ricky’s and spent $40 on a handful of hair and a stretch yarmulke.” There were no Peg wigs in sight, so I settled for a black and red curly number with bangs, settling for that age-old costume: MILF.
When I arrived at work and catwalked my wig up and down the cubicle aisles, my co-worker James said “Are you a Real Housewife?” And I said… “Now I am.”
Here is my costume, which could also be described as “White Raven Symone” or “Whatever You Want Me To Be”:
I knew the outfit had failed when someone drunkenly asked me if I was Joan Crawford.
(Luckily, dress was flammable… it only took about 7 seconds to burn at the end of the night once I threw it into a homeless man’s trash fire.)
Feel free to link to your Halloween costume photos in the comments.
