Cast Blog: #RHOBH

Charging at an Inferno

Adrienne knew when to "use her legs" this week, since she "nose" when to retreat.

So this episode started off as a bust.

Just kidding. I'm referring of course to Paul's broken nose, courtesy of my apparently fierce four-year-old, Collin. The story is that Paul was wrestling with the boys, and Collin's foot made unfortunate contact with Paul's, well, face. Paul, being a plastic surgeon, was able to call in a favor from his colleague to have his nose repaired right away. I promise you, I was really trying not to laugh. I get that a broken nose is a serious thing. But watching my grown husband try and rationalize to me that my preschool son had done this deliberately was too much.

Speaking of too much, I still laughed watching Paul dramatizing his breathing struggles. What in the world was he doing there? It seemed like he was in a Lamaze class or something. He won't admit it, but Paul really did try and milk it for all it was worth. What is it with grown men and pouting when they are sick or injured?

So onto The Dinner: Yes, I'm capitalizing it, because it seems to deserve it, right?

I think that Camille really did intend to host a dinner where some hatchets could be buried, so to speak. Unfortunately, it ended up that some of the women felt that those hatchets were buried in their backs. The evening started off nicely, and it was a really lovely setting. I have to say that as soon as I took a sip of one of those drinks, I did worry a little about where the night might go. Two sips in, and I knew I had to be careful with them. I’m not much of a drinker to begin with and those things were strong! As you saw, the conversation at the dinner table quickly spun out of control. When you get a group of people together who are very passionate and headstrong, and who really believe in their side of the story, it's bound to become heated. As you can tell, with this group, no one is ever afraid of stating their opinion, or saying how they feel. In any case, what was I going to do? At that moment I was seriously considering putting everyone in a time out. But you can't approach a raging inferno head on with a bucket of water, you know? Sometimes it is just best to back away and re-approach with the some strategy and a plan.

I was disappointed that what could have been a very nice dinner was derailed by someone who wasn't part of the original disagreement between Camille and Kyle. I thought that it was out of place for Allison to defend Camille in the way that she did, and I didn't agree with her approach. I do wish that Camille had put a stop to it, because Allison's comments to Kyle were completely counterintuitive to the purpose of Camille's dinner. To see that the conversation continued after we left wasn't right to me, and I later thought about what I would have done had this dinner been at my house, with one guest of mine antagonizing another. It would have been my job to redirect that conversation or end the situation. When you saw me get up from the table, that was my version of realizing that I "had two legs," as Allison kept reminding us. There was no solution imminent, so it was time to get the heck out of dodge.



P.S. If you think you've seen the last of Paul and a broken nose, stay tuned….

Lisa V.: Lisa R. Took the Bait

Lisa V. talks about the explosive dinner in Amsterdam and why she understands where Brandi is coming from with the hypocrisy comment.

Hello again. How crazy was this one?
So as we join the ladies in Amsterdam, I meet Lisa and Eileen for some tea in the lounge. I was reticent to be involved in this potential confrontation. I had voiced my concerns gently to Lisa, expressing my thoughts on discussing sobriety with Kim--it was a land mine that I wanted to avoid. Anyway, we go to dinner...I actually cringed as I objected to Yolanda's stance on prostitution, my caustic remark in interview, but that, in the grand scale of things, flew under the radar. However, I am sure in situations where there is no choice, maybe prostitution is understandable, but in a cosmopolitan city like Amsterdam where there are a plethora of choices--maybe even menial--but choices nonetheless, whilst preserving our dignity, they would be mine.
So the dinner progresses. I once again don't agree that we have superficial conversations in Beverly Hills as Yolanda said. Maybe some do, but I am sure my character is the same as when I was in the heart of the English countryside, or wherever I lived.

Lisa took the bait, and therefore became somewhat culpable in this whole scenario.

Lisa Vanderpump

So things start to heat up...Lisa categorically says, "I apologize for getting in your business." That should have been the end of it, but no, Kim was gunning for her and was not going to back down. She was on a mission. I adore Lisa, and I don't stand in front of her and condone her actions (any physicality does not sit well with me), however, there comes a time when one might just snap, especially when you are defending the good name of your family, their integrity in a public arena against the aggressor, being Kim, who is hinting at insidious rumors. I urge Lisa to challenge her later over the spiteful intimation regarding Harry. I was absolutely of the mind that it was empty rhetoric, designed to incite Lisa. But Lisa reacted to it. Lisa took the bait, and therefore became somewhat culpable in this whole scenario.

Once again Kim lambasts Kyle for not defending her. How could Kyle defend her mean-spirited remarks? Calling Eileen a beast? I mean, have you all met Eileen? Really?
Lisa absolutely apologized to Kim in her attempt to intervene in regard to her sobriety. As she emotionally conveyed that her sister had died from some sort of abuse, either alcohol or drugs--I am not sure, it didn't even resonate with Kim. Lisa also stated she had witnessed alcoholism in Harry's family where loved ones were lost. Kim ignored Lisa's point that there was no mal intent, that it was coming from a place of concern. Yes, a place that was public, but we all understand that if we sign up to do a reality show, then our reality is displayed. If we have something to hide (skeletons in a closet), be sure they will come jumping out like a frigging jack in the box.
The enormity of the situation was pretty emotional. Each and every one of us astounded as to what we had witnessed. The most fascinating part when watching this is the fact that in the aftermath of the emotional explosion, one conversation between Lisa and Kim, which we obviously did not witness, all feelings were buried. A band-aid was put on the wound, and we were supposed to pretend as if it never ever existed. I think It was a double-edged sword: One side wonderful that everything was buried under a little Dutch rug, and we could enjoy the sights of Amsterdam; the other side being there was obvious feelings that were festering. My attitude was that I would've rather enjoyed the trip and dealt with whatever residual feelings upon our return.
I have to say it was pretty hilarious that out of all the men and all the windmills, we found one of Yolanda's ex-boyfriends. What a gift that we giggled over, enjoying the playful banter as we teased her.

All was sailing along pretty smoothly until the pot shop. I make no pretenses of anything whatsoever. We are in a public forum, we are all aware of that. My children are grown, and I understand the reticence to partake in whatever was on offer, but then let's not go there in the first place. Let us not sit in the middle of this bar and start hurling accusations designed to embarrass.
I do understand to some extent what Brandi is saying regarding hypocrisy. If you do it, own it, but in all the years I have known Kyle, I don't ever recall seeing her smoking. Brandi persisted, but the caveat here is we are all too often the victims of her behavior. When she drinks, things often become you will see next week.
I know this is only a blog, and in my attempt to further explain the complicated dynamics, it could well turn into a book, so I will leave you here and hope you all have a fruitful week.

I am leaving NY after speaking at the United Nations--an overwhelming experience. It was snowing, so East Coast, stay warm! As always...Love, Lisa.


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