3 Golden Sisters, the three Italian memaws from the Bronx who became my vote for the official voice of the people when their video of them watching Kim Kardashian’s sex tape made the rounds yesterday. I’m waiting for the 3 Golden Sisters to get their own network (MTV: Memaw Television) where they bestow us with their wisdom on everything 24 hours a day and I’m sure that will happen (probably not), but in the meantime they have their own website. On their Internet home, the 3 Golden Sisters drop a little advice, show off their talent for posing with inanimate objects (watch out, Chicken Cutlets!) and post more YouTube gems. The Golden Girls can never be replaced, but until we all go to heaven to watch Bea, Rue and Estelle perform with a Betty White hologram, we have the 3 Golden Sisters.
Mary, holding the 4 aces, is the eldest sister of 6 and has been a hairdresser for decades. Mary was married to her husband for 61 years and has two sons, four grandchirruns and two great grand children. At 81 years old, Mary still beautifies hair at her salon 3 days a week.
Teresa, holding the Shia headshot, is a veteran hairdresser who switched things up years ago when she bought a talent agency. 72-year-old Teresa discovered Shia when he was 11 years old (Yes, Nana Teresa’s to blame!) and she still talks to him today. (I’m hoping Teresa sends him a bar of Hazmat soap every now and again as a reminder that he needs to scrub the bedbugs out of his beard.) Teresa is a mother to two kids, a memaw to 9 grandchildren and a great memaw to one grandkid.
Josie, holding the blowdryer, is Teresa’s twin sister and is also a hairdresser. Josie opened her own salon in California 38 years ago and she’s still putting the glamour on women today. Josie has been married for 50 years and has four kids and a few grandchildren.
Nowe we know the basics about the newest Metamucil-flavored jewels in the Internet treasure box.
And here’s a quick clip of the 3 Golden Sisters celebrating 4/20 by trying to figure out how to work a bong.
Did that clip get me high or am I really looking at Celine Dion’s head on Mary’s chichi?