I’ve been on a no alcohol cleanse for the last few weeks, but I don’t think anyone can blame me for falling off the wagon for a few hours to get drunk with Big Ang. The star of Bravo’s “Mob Wives” and “Miami Monkey” stopped by the office to mix some of her signature cocktails (including a few made with her own line of wine) for me, Robert from Celebuzz and Deena from Vibe Vixen. Watch as Ang’s “Italian Soda” concoction (red wine and cream soda, SO GOOD, seriously) works its magic on my newly lowered tolerance, while we discuss reality TV drama and why 50 is the new 30. Afterwards, Ang gave me her phone number, but she still hasn’t responded to my text asking if we can be besties for life. Oh well. At least I’ll always have that Italian Soda recipe to remind me of this very special day.
Yesterday was awesome. Big Ang from Bravo’s “Mob Wives” and “Miami Monkey” stopped by Spin Media offices to
make us some get us drunk on delicious cocktails from her line of booze (more on that in another post). While she was here — and she is AMAZING, you guys — we chatted about our Halloween plans. Apparently, her five-year-old grandson would totally dig my Sexy Dinosaur costume — awkward! So what’s Ang gonna be for Halloween? You’ll have to watch the video to find out…
Out of every bright star in the overcrowded reality TV sky, I have to say that Angela “Big Ang” Raiola is my absolute favorite. I discovered Big Ang one afternoon, slumped on the couch after a very late night, scrolling thru the deep, dark corners of Hulu. Settling on Mob Wives, I was greeted with a vision. Who is this glorious creature before me? I thought. Those lips. That hair. Those giant boobs that can really only be described as “melons.” Big Ang, with a voice like crushing gravel, a body that is actually out of tis world and an aesthetic that is Janis from the Muppets meets Marissa Tomei in My Cousin Vinny with a dash of early Kardashian, is a woman after my own heart.
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Pregnant Snooki is going to poop out a little guido sometime this fall and is turning to someone older and wiser for guidance about breastfeeding. Naturally, the only D-list celebrity whose skin is orange enough to be to taken seriously by young Snooks is Big Ang from “Mob Wives.” They might be each other’s spirit animals. Although, really, if Snooki had boob job questions, couldn’t she just ask JWoww? [VH1]
“Mob Wives.” It’s my pop culture guilty pleasure, even though it’s offensive to everything I hold dear. Female friends constantly fighting with each other? Check. Men who abuse their male privilege by making the women in their lives jump through hoops to keep them happy? Check. Egregious overuse of lip fillers, leopard print, and tough titty New Yawk accents? Check, check and check. But I’m not going to lie. I watch every episode. And I pick up stuff like “I’m going to cut hair off with her own scissors.” [VH1.com]
Looking for a truly scary Halloween costume this year? Try a Staten Island mama with mob ties who knows guys that’ll cut your arms off and dump them in the East River if you look at her wrong. In other words, Renee Graziano from VH1′s “Mob Wives.”
Renee is the baddest mob wife on “Mob Wives” by far: she screams, she cries, she threatens, and she cooks up a mean dish of homemade meatball parm. What’s not to love? (I mean, minus the ex-husband and father in prison part.)
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Missed the first season of “Mob Wives“? This Funny or Die spoof with Sophia Bush and Drea de Matteo is not far from the real thing. Add in more brawling, though. I am so grateful that watching “Mob Wives” taught me that if I’m ever in a fight at a dinner party, I should take my heels off first. [Funny Or Die] Keep reading »
“Mob Wives” is back for season two this fall. Yesssss! In the meantime, last night’s scream-fest reunion episode will have to tide us over. After the jump—the good, the bad, and the head-scratching moments. (Also, SPOILERS!) Keep reading »
Hands down, “Mob Wives” has been my favorite new show on television for its delicious trashiness. Last night’s season finale over-delivered in the drama department. And, as Renée Graziano would put it, we all had front row seats. After the jump—the good, the bad, and the head-scratching moments. (Also, SPOILERS!) Keep reading »