Vietnamese Housewives Know How to Party
I just peeped this article over at Hyphen and my fist involuntarily started pumping in the air. MILF! MILF! MILF! MILF! I’m sure the author won’t appreciate that but I mean it with the utmost respect. These parties look poppin’ and it just opened up mad possibilities for the middle aged immigrant parentals. Who says they have to wither away after raising us? LOL. I’m sure not every Vietnamese housewife is on this shit and maybe it’s a new thing but I hope it spreads to the more conservative folk. I can handle the ‘embarrassment’ if my parents are having fun. What do ya’ll think?
After I made some disapproving remarks on the length of her dress or the absurdity of her eye makeup, she asked me about school, if she should make my favorite crab soup the next time I came home, how she wished my brother would call more often. And then I remembered whom I was talking to: this person who had put up with me all my life, this woman I have always looked up to and do still.