Forget Betty Draper. Caroline Manzo is the real hot mama of Sunday night TV.
Since The Real Housewives of New Jersey launched, the red-headed matriarch has often been the lone port of sanity in the crazy storm. Melissa is Jersey sexy, but come on, there are only so many air quotes one can use around the word "singing" to describe what she keeps doing in those recording sessions. Teresa? Lost cause. And don't even get us started with Jacqueline. She should have sent Ashley off to Vegas way before last night and then changed the locks. Except keeping that brat around allowed her to fully transform into St. Jacqueline, Perpetual Victim of Franklin Lakes. Kathy is probably the closest any of the other Housewives comes to normal — keeping her eye on sonny boy's sordid Twitter correspondences was sweet — but the woman is doing infomercials for a weight-loss process that freezes your fat and we will never be able to unsee them.
Nope, it's all Caroline. Mother, confidante, sasspot, she's the only one who consistently attempts to step away from the b.s. and take the high road. Not only has she managed to keep her cool amid insanity like the Italy trip, last season's tropical getaway and last night's bizarre apology from Teresa, she's also made us want to be "as thick as thieves" with her immediate family, whom she clearly puts before anything like earning headlines or even screen time. That's not to say she isn't capable of mixing it up: When it comes to dropping the truth bombs, nobody does it better than La Manzo, mostly because she A) always makes sense and B) never lets it get ugly. In fact, a dressing down from Caroline is usually a thing of beauty. And with Teresa refusing to own up to what she has written about everyone in that little pasta pamphlet of hers, it looks like we're gonna get to see one faster than you can say "cookbook backlash."
What do you think? Is Caroline the New Jersey resident who makes the most sense?