I love Desperate Housewives, I do, and I like to think there's a little bit of me in every character. In a similar way to Sex and the city I see myself as kooky but cute in a Teri Hatcher way (though without the obvious anorexia) a little frazzled with keeping all my chores and affairs in order (Felicity Huffman) and dream about being effortlessly glamorous and having sex with the gardener (Eva Longoria). OK, I don't have a garden, let alone a gardener, and being Britain they're more likely to be weatherbeaten, ash breathing forty somethings, than nubile young things whose pecs you could eat ice cream off. oh and Marcia cross.. hmm, I don't think my housemates would agree my cleaning standards are up to her level but I'm sure they'd agree I can be a bit obsessive about some things (Hollyoaks mainly)
Suffice to say I am super excited about the new season, so here's a sneak peek.. (and tis very good).
