My god. I don’t know when this show got me but when it did Desperate Housewives was as close to trashy perfection as one could possibly hope a TV show to be, everyone was terrible and there were twins, fake pregnancies and people dying all over the place. (If Wisteria Lane was an actual street the house prices would have been a steal)
Desperate Housewives tells the story of four women after the death of their best friend Mary Alice Young, on a completely ordinary looking street in suburbia. The plots feature heavy subjects along with some light hearted ones and it manages to be that perfect amount of addictive guilty pleasure and excellent acting. Seven seasons which slowly looses it;s thread towards the end, this is definitely something you want to binge on a boring Wednesday night.