No. 3 - Driving Miss Lawrence
Sheree and Miss Lawrence's little powwows are one of my favorite things about the show. Especially love when they dish the T together in a car. Seriously, can we get them on a cross country road trip adventure? Phaedra and Kandi need one also, as we learned last week. Maybe it could be some sort of Amazing Race style spinoff where they face off in a scavenger hunt? In any event, I digress.
Sheree filled in Lawrence about Marlo's use of the f-word, which caught him off guard and of course rubbed him the wrong way. Marlo made a serious mistake, because offending your hair dresser is like breaking a mirror -- you're looking at seven years of bad hair.
Side note: Does Lawrence do everyone's hair in Atlanta? Do he and Derek J compete for the hair business of Atlanta's elite? I guess now we know how he can afford to look so fabulous all the time.
You'd think after a year Peter and Mal would come to terms with the fact that they're now family and be civil towards one another. But unfortunately such is not the case. Mal cannot seem to move past her issues with Peter, which would maybe OK, but she can't stop constantly voicing her concerns to Cynthia. As much as Cynthia tries to remain neutral and let them work things out on their own, I've been wondering when she'd reach her breaking point. And we finally see her crack at the anniversary party. Finally! If my sibling wouldn't let up about my significant other, I would have told them off long ago. Or at least gotten back at them by passing around embarrassing childhood photos of them at the next family function.
To be fair to Mal, Peter hasn't exactly tried very hard to win her over after the wedding debacle and he shouldn't have made those digs at her during his speech. But it was Cynthia and Peter's day! She could have at least waited until a day or two later to express her disappointment to Cynthia. I have to say it was pretty satisfying to see Cynthia stick up for herself and her marriage by telling Mal to get it together or get gone when she started to cry. You go, girl!
Besides wigs, my other Atlanta obsession is Phaedra's funeral adventures. I have to give her credit, she is not put off by anything. The prospect of injecting a dead body full of formaldehyde is exciting to her. This 'Wife is fearless.
But of course in true Phaedra style, she still manages to bring a smile to your face even in the midst of a morbid moment. When the mortician asks her what she'd like to name her dummy, she answers immediately with, "I'll call her Anna Belle." Oh, Phaedra, always a Southern belle regardless of the situation.
And Phaedra certainly made sure that Anna Belle looked fierce for her funeral. To Phaedra, Anna Belle's face is a canvas and she is the painter/mortuary artist there to make sure she doesn't end up looking like she's entering a "drag competition." Leave it to Phaedra to make a body elegant and drop dead gorgeous (ha!).