Bravo’s new reality show “Married To The Medicine” is a ridiculous showcase of wealth and desperation for fame. This is, of course, what Bravo does best–with sky-high ratings to boot. (Last night’s premiere of ‘Married To The Medicine’ was the networks highest premiere since ‘Bethanny’.)
As Mariah canvases her “modest home,” with her flamboyant event planner in tow, she peers out onto the lake that resides in her backyard. She is preparing for her “Doctors On The Docks” party. “People can’t wear heels on the lawn, honey, she’s sinking six feet down. It’s too much honey,” she proudly exclaims with regal Atlanta poise, extending her hand for support as if she is about to tumble over. On the other side of town, Toya, is “devising a scheme” to get her husband to move. She tells her significant other, they’ve outgrown their house. But, tells cameras, “In this great area I found, It screams money. I love it.”
There’s a hierarchy in the world of medicine, not between the doctors, but between the women who are at home– waiting on their fine couches, in their million dollar mansions, for their doctor husbands to come home. “Married To The Medicine” begins just like any other reality TV show, except that, unlike “Basketball Wives,” you’re expecting there to be a higher display of class from the ladies whom call themselves “doctors wives”–because apparently, that’s a thing. The episode opens and we are greeted by Mariah–the self-proclaimed Queen B–screaming over bar music. “We’re doctors and doctor’s wives, we drink wine, we don’t throw the bottle,” she says. Moments later, a glass shatters on the ground, foreshadowing a fight, perhaps.
Not more than 15 minutes into the obnoxious show, the only white character Kari, insults Quad– who is new to the group of ladies and clearly the “ghetto” one– by calling her husband a psychologist versus a psychiatrist. Shady, right? “You don’t act like that as a doctor’s wife,” says Kari. Well clearly Kari, neither do you. Exactly how is a doctor’s wife supposed to act? The small time, I had been watching, it seems I’ve only been showed how not to act like a doctor’s wife.
As if Quad wasn’t an outsider enough, because she is new to the crew, an incident prior to her wedding makes her the target for ridicule. “I can see ghetto from a mile away,” Toya blasts in her confessional. “She probably dated a drug dealer at some point and she lucked up on a doctor dude at the grocery store.” When did it become very classy to demean others, talk behind their backs and poke fun at their flaws? “There is a huge stigma attached to psychiatry,” Quad explained.
“Everyone thinks that being married to a doctor is nothing but fabulous,” claims a voice in the background as the opening credits wine down. Lies. No one thinks about doctor’s wives except doctor’s wives. Prior to watching the premiere episode, I never ever thought about my doctor’s wife. Not that I don’t think doctors have lives outside of their practice, I just don’t really care. It’s not my business. For some reason, the doctor’s wives on Bravo– who on one hand like to be placed on a pedestal–are parading around like basketball wives for attention.