Looking through Amy Chua’s photos, I notice a surprisingly similarity to my own family’s photos. She shows absolutely no affection to her husband. None at all. My mother was the same way. This poor guy probably exists in a sexless hell where he isn’t even allowed to kiss his ugly tramp of a wife. Virtually everything you need to know about peoples’ relationships, you can tell from their photographs; people that are affectionate pose in affectionate ways. Something as little as leaning their heads in towards another. Two people in love, however, don’t fucking put as much distance as they can between each other as they can.
Amy Chua’s husband is merely a white handbag. How long until her daughters become pornstars or heroine addicts ala Kelly Balthazar?
(On the other side she still ducks him, lol).
The “I made a mistake” face. LOL.