

If you don't watch RHONJ this is not a book for you. If you do watch it--than you know this isn't a read picked for its prose.
If you don't watch RHONJ this is not a book for you. If you do watch it--than you know this isn't a read picked for its prose.
Yeahhhh I'm actually reading it. Call it perverse curiosity 🤦🏻♀️🤷🏻♀️
That‘s the thing about loss - you never know when and how it‘s going to hit you. It just creeps up on you at the strangest times.
As a rabid Real Housewives fan, I was excited to read this book, but it really turned into a mess. I enjoyed her first memoir, but this one felt forced and a little out of character for the table flipping Italian. There are better Housewives memoirs out there...