The Panty Picker
Max talks about rifling around in Bethenny Frankel's underwear drawer.
It was sad to see Bethenny get so upset when she was shopping with her friend, Jake. Bethenny's good at putting on the tough guy persona while juggling so many different things. She doesn't want to come off like she can't handle the buffet she puts on her plate. Let's not forget though, she's smack dab in the middle of her pregnancy, and that alone will throw things out of whack. Despite all her troubles, she can battle adversity with the best of 'em.
Packing for women is not exactly in my skill set (obviously). But like most of the tasks I do for Bethenny, it's my first time doing it and it needs to be done, so I need to learn on the fly and fast. She was yelling to me to pull a jumpsuit out her closet and I have absolutely no idea what a jumpsuit looks like. Picking panties out of drawers? My mind wasn't on picking what g-string would match her jumpsuit, my mind was on Jason and the shotgun he'd have to my head if he knew I was in his fiance's panty drawer!
It's clear that Bethenny hasn't warmed up to the fist pound. I've tried to give her a thorough rundown of the motivations, intentions, and feelings behind why guys fist pound. But to her, I'm just a douche.
And as if it wasn't bad enough that Shawn felt Bethenny had his balls in a jar, Cookie was about three inches away from having them in her mouth.
The stresses of the wedding were beginning to wear Bethenny down, so the trip to Atlantic City was well timed. She was just about at her tipping point, so being around Jason, her friends, and the people that make her happy lifted her spirits, I'm sure.
The hourglass is getting emptier by the day, and there is still so much to be done!