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While searching for something to watch over the we

While searching for something to watch over the weekend I came across a series called ‘The secret lives of Mormon wives.’ From the title alone I immediately assumed that this might be some sort of hard-hitting documentary. And even though the banner image of eight immaculate, over-airbrushed women posing like they're Victoria Secrets models seemed to be a little incongruous with my interpretation of the title, I ignored this obvious red flag and proceeded to press play. As quickly as the opening sequence began, I realised that I had indeed been mistaken. This wasn’t a docuseries at all but rather it’s poor, tasteless cousin, the reality TV show. As disappointed as I was, I was also tired of searching for something to watch and, dare I say it, I was even a little intrigued. So, I gave in to my base desires, submitting to being manipulated by the manufactured drama of it all. At one point during the show, I had a moment when I suddenly stopped and thought, ‘wait …. am I somehow racist against young, beautiful white women?’ I couldn’t tell most of them apart, they all looked the same. There was the pregnant lady, the token black lady (who, shock, really doesn’t get much of a look-in at all) and then a bunch of skinny, blondish-brunetish white women with almost identical personalities. At one point, one of these women dyed her hair red and I rejoiced: ‘Ok, so now I have the red haired lady, the pregnant lady and the token black lady’. But my excitement was short-lived. As soon as she had dyed her hair red it was back to being blonde. I guess red wasn’t generic enough? But this was the least of my problems with this show. At one point I felt like screaming profanities when one of the obviously abusive men in the show tried to justify his behaviour to his partner with the line, ‘I love you. I love you too much, that’s my problem’. I think we can all agree, his abundance of love for her was not the problem. And don’t even get me started on the labiaplasty business. So, yeah, I think it’s safe to say I fully gave myself over to being manipulated and rage-baited. I really only have myself to blame.

Did anyone else accidentally on purpose hate watch this show?

One of my favourite spots with my favourite humans

One of my favourite spots with my favourite humans ❤️

This weird, scent-less dog pops up in the stranges

This weird, scent-less dog pops up in the strangest places. And all it ever does is stare intensely at her.

Thank god Spring is on its way. I’m really looki

Thank god Spring is on its way. I’m really looking forward to those 4 or 5 days in a year when I’m neither too hot to move nor too cold to get out of bed.

I took the kids to stay at a fancy hotel in Sydney

I took the kids to stay at a fancy hotel in Sydney over the weekend. We went swimming, shopping, ate amazing food and visited the aquarium. But hands down the best part for me was the city view from the bath tub. I guess this is what being middle aged looks like.

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