Showing posts with label Danielle Staub. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Danielle Staub. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Thursday, June 18, 2009

RHNJ- Beauty, Glamour & Fitness Jersey Style

So every other person and their cousin did some great recaps about "The Last Supper". I watched along with the rest of you enjoying every delicious barb thrown but frankly, I didn't have it in me to rehash it. I will say this, Chris Manzo is my hero. Muah!

I did stumble upon this. W Magazine's online blog did a piece, The Unreal Housewives of New Jersey about the beauty and fitness regimes of the RHNJ gals.

They interviewed Danielle's Eyebrows , Dina's Mane & Caroline's "G's". Sadly, neither Jacqueline's Filled Lips nor Teresa's Hairline & New Bubbies were available, BOO!

Thursday, May 28, 2009

RHNJ: Beverly Merrill a.k.a. Beverly Maher a.k.a. Danielle Maher a.k.a. Danielle Staub

It's no wonder she didn't want anyone finding out about the book Cop Without A Badge by Charles Kipps about felon turned informant Kevin Maher.

When Kevin met her at a drug dealer's party in Miami our dear lady Danielle was a stripping coke whore out on 10 thousand dollars bail for extortion, possession and kidnapping.

Yes, KIDNAPPING! I know, I assumed just like you that Caroline was exaggerating about the kidnapping bit in that little Bravo promo spot too. Nope.

Why on earth would she go on reality T.V. with these skeletons in her closet?

My heart is absolutely just breaking for her poor children.

Below are the scanned pages from the book including the now infamous mug shot.
Source: ohnotheydidnt

RHNJ: House Tours with Danielle and Caroline

The New York Times ran this article in the Home and Garden section about The Real Housewives of New Jersey's Danielle Staub and Caroline Manzo's homes. Here are some choice snippets...

First they visit Caroline (who is fast becoming my favorite RH of all time):

“We’re definitely the poor people out here,” she said of her leafy Franklin Lakes neighborhood, an assertion that belied the message of her ornate gilded and faux-painted interiors. “We had no landscaping for seven years. The pool isn’t gunite. I’m not spending that kind of money. Is there a liner, can you swim? So who’s stupid, you or me? I don’t look to impress.” Al added, “People can take us or leave us.”

We moved on to a red-wallpapered bathroom with a fully gilded door, many gold knickknacks and a painting of a monkey in an Old Master setting and a gilded frame. “That monkey looks just like my grandmother,” Caroline said. “It always cracks me up.”

Speaking of fighting, it was time to see the next housewife, Danielle, who lives five minutes away in Wayne.

“Good luck with that one,” Caroline said darkly. “Have fun!”

She opened the door, festively clad in a tropical green tunic and form-fitting designer jeans (she has 401 pairs, she said), and attended by a duet of small dogs barking hysterically.
“Fendi, Fendi, shut up,” she yelled at the worst offender. (There were two tiny Chihuahuas in pink T-shirts: palm-size Fendi and Birkin-bag-size Paradise.) “Did she make poopie? That dog is more work.”

The reporter complained that she’d had to explain phone sex to her 12-year-old daughter after watching the show’s first episode (in which Danielle endeavors to meet in person a man with whom she has been telephoning for six months).

“Did you tell her it was the only safe sex there is?” Danielle responded.

The best part...

The give us two slide shows with audio commentary! One is of Danielle Staub's home. The other is of Caroline Manzo's home.


Nice huh? Well, I've got another juicy post about Danielle coming a little later today. It was hard for me to decide which to post first but I figured I'd start off the "nice one".

Thursday, April 30, 2009

RHNJ Presents: The Hundredthousand-Aires Matchmakers Club?

"hey there lonely girl, lonely girl
let me make your broken heart like new...
"

Poor Danielle Staub. She's the only NJ housewife who's well, not a housewife.

What's a girl to do?

In the season opener of The Real Housewives of New Jersey Danielle arranges to go on a blind date with someone she's met online. Is she looking or a soulmate? A role model candidate for her daughters? Someone to grow old with?

Hardly! Our darling Danielle is looking to snag herself a bonafide sugar daddy!


It turns out her date, with whom she's already had phone-sex, goes by the super-duper-ultra-classy moniker "Guccimodel" (I know, you're already smitten right?). This charmer was found on Wealthymen.com. It turns out Wealthymen.com is an absolutely real Website, a "meet market" for single gals who, like Danielle, are looking to find men who make "over $100K a year,"

Nope, that's not a typo, a whole $100K per year.

You can see a snippet of her getting ready for the date here...


I don't want to spoil this for you but it turns out...."Guccimodel", the phone sex god stands Miss Danielle up. Leaves her sitting at the restaurant bar waiting.

Who saw that coming??

(Source: NY Post)