A depiction of me and my trophy wife life, including my beloved dog and my less-beloved husband and his business
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A 7,000 square foot modern mansion shouldn’t feel like a prison — yet here I am, sneaking away to another “girl’s brunch” at The Montage to write this bio. …

Trophy wife shows up to a charity event with a surprisingly well-connected man on her arm — and her millionaire husband is upstaged by his network
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A tap on my shoulder diverted my attention to three musketeers in the corner of the palatial great room: An unfamiliar man, an eerily familiar woman, and the towering host whom I’d only seen on screens and magazines.

“That’s him.”

He wasn’t referring to the 7-foot screen-stealer; we all know…

Trophy wife’s cheating husband is seducing a married mother of five in order to get close to her loaded $26M per year sports agent husband
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You know it’s not your average Friday night when your husband rushes you into the car post-practice, tails a Cadillac Escalade to the Chipotle farthest from your house, and subsequently pounces on the emerging passengers for a parking lot ambush. …

Trophy wife’s husband gets spooked by a billionaire friend’s bankruptcy, revealing his manipulative plan to use the $2M condo as his pre-divorce revenge
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It’s not every day your neighborhood billionaire is splashed across newspapers with defamatory headlines spilling the financial guts of his near-bankruptcy proceedings — and fiduciary faux pas — to the world at large. It’s even less common to sit among the audience at his foreclosure auction, while your giddy mom…

When Trophy’s delusional father decides to make himself at home in their $15M estate, Trophy finds herself in the middle of a fight over her husband’s millions and accidentally exposes her recent spying penchant via Ring
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Ogling eyes and a salivating mouth gaped openly at my toxic mother-in-lawwe’ll call her Cruella — who met my father’s gaze with unfiltered repulsion. …

Trophy wife takes her mother to the salon down the street and soon enough, her #1 fan swaps to the dark side to cheer on her cheating husband
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The number one rule of discreetly stalking your husband’s mistress — or anyone for that matter — is “don’t gawk”. …

trophy confronts her daughter about her relationship and barters with a boob job birthday present, while assisted living sales vultures prey on her aging dad
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I slow-blinked into unconsciousness as my soon-to-be husband’s plastic surgeon buddy rolled my naked body into his lair to begin the elective mutilation. At age 22, an all-expenses-paid boob job was a small price to pay for a lifetime of luxury, at the hands of the loaded CEO who’d so…

trophy discovers a new potential ally in the unlikely millionaires in the McLaren out front — and they may become allies in sniffing out her husband’s mistress in the front unit
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I cruised slowly down the narrow road, grateful that a white Bentley would blend in seamlessly among the black and white convertibles — and the odd SUV — that peppered the Corona del Mar flower streets. …

Trophy meets anonymously with a potential divorce lawyer, afraid to reveal her identity just yet
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$2 million can buy a lot of things — but spotty WiFi shouldn’t be one of them. I ascended to the townhome’s empty third-floor office, hoping the elevation would result in a few more bars. …

trophy wife’s husband turns down her weekly scheduled in-house prostitution, causing concern he’s planning her departure
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At 39, I never imagined I’d do the “walk of shame” — especially not in front of $17 million waterfront mansions, while their likely more functional inhabitants kept a watchful eye over their yachts docked across the way at Balboa Island. …

Confessions of a Trophy Wife

I’m the trophy wife you don’t see on reality TV, and this is my unfiltered, unapologetic life. Ask Me Anything: confessionsofatrophywife@gmail.com

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