So my mother sent me this text last night:
Just watched Bethenny Ever After. She reminds me of you!
At first, I recoiled. How could my mother think that? Based on the one show I’ve seen, it is clear that Bethenny is a stubborn, opinionated, loud Jew who likes fancy things and bossing boys around. (After I finished my recoiling, I proceeded to phone the kettle and call it black.) Sure, I have my bouts of superficiality. And yes, G is cute, but damn it, look at ME!
But comparing me to Bethenny?! Come on, Mom – I’m at least five years away from Botox.