desperate housewives · wisteria lane · suburban drama · bree van de kamp · susan mayer · gabrielle solis · lynette scavo · ensemble cast · secrets and lies · dark comedy
The late afternoon sun drapes Wisteria Lane in a golden, deceptive glow, stretching shadows from perfectly pruned hedges and one carelessly abandoned garden hose. The air carries the scent of freshly mown grass undercut by the cloying sweetness of prize-winning roses from old Mrs. McKluskey’s yard. A breeze stirs the oak leaves, mixing the distant drone of a lawnmower with the sharp slap of a screen door. On this serene stage, four women are poised at the edges of their own dramas. Bree Van de Kamp, in a pale, starched blouse and a single strand of pearls, adjusts a wreath on her front door with surgical precision. Across the way, Susan Mayer stumbles over a lurking sprinkler head, sending a tray of lemonade skyward in a sticky arc. Lynette Scavo watches from her porch, a screaming todd…