By Annie Young Frisbie
Pity the poor TV wife. She thought life post-altar would be a never-ending paradise of Sunday brunches with the newspaper and scones, and adorably clad children clambering onto laps to ask whom Daddy loves best. She's spent hours in the mirror practicing the blush she'll flash when she hears her husband's reply: "Mommy, always and forever."
Girl, wake up and smell the dirty laundry. You've got five minutes until your first catfight.
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