The day I met a ‘Housewife’

I stumbled upon Bravo’s ‘The Real Housewives of Orange County’ during its first season and was hooked ever since. The show is the first of many ‘Housewives’ series and it is now on its eighth season. One OC Housewife, Vicki Gunvalson, has been on the show since it began and is often referred to as the First Lady of Bravo. Nearly four years ago, fate put me in the same dinky airport as Vicki Gunvalson, and it was pretty much life-changing.

It all started when my best friend and I were headed to the Bahamas for a vacation. Our flight out of Minneapolis was late which led us to miss our connection in Miami. So there we were… stranded in the Miami airport. There were no other flights from Miami to Nassau for the rest of the day and the airlines were trying to figure out what to do with us. I was in tears, frustrated that we were probably not going to make it to the Bahamas that day. We ended up getting rerouted to Fort Lauderdale and were to fly from there to the Bahamas. We landed in Fort Lauderdale, tired, hungry and feeling pretty nasty from an already long day of traveling. We decided to get something to eat at a pizza and pasta place when the stars aligned and magic happened.

I ordered and paid for my spaghetti and my friend was in the process of ordering hers when the shiniest blonde hair I had ever seen caught my eye. I was admiring the woman’s hair and Louis Vuitton luggage when I realized who I was staring at. I turned to my friend and asked “IS THAT VICKI?!” To my frustration, my friend thought I was talking about our high school Biology teacher and thought I was dumb for thinking she would be at the Fort Lauderdale airport. I told her, “NO. VICKI!”

Vicki Gunvalson and all of her Housewife glory.

Vicki Gunvalson and all of her Housewife glory.

We were both obsessed with the Housewives, so naturally we did what every smart traveler would do in this situation — left our bags, purses and food unattended while we chased Vicki down the hallway of the airport.

 

The reason we are best friends is because when I told her that it was not in fact our Biology teacher but VICKI she knew exactly who I was talking about. This was serious business.We only had 30 seconds or so to grab Vicki’s attention. I told my friend to get her attention and she told me to do it and we argued back and forth until finally my friend let out a squeak – “Vicki?”

Vicki abruptly turned around and politely chatted with her young fans for a few minutes before heading to baggage claim. I don’t remember much of what we said because we rambled and were nervous, but it was still awesome! Nobody else in the airport knew who she was and after we walked away we had a few people ask us who we were chasing down the airport hallway.

That was the day I decided my life goal is to be a real housewife that can stroll down the airport with Louis Vuitton luggage and shiny hair. Dream big, kids.

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