It's White Party time, but despite the bright and light dress code, things got a bit tense. Let's recap, shall we?
And the Band Played On
Sweet, wonderful Kevin. Every time you and your ascot appear, I'm guaranteed more greatness will flow forth from your mouth, more splendid visions will arrive at your hands, extra greatness will ensue in your presence.
And disappoint you did not, by bringing what will perhaps be the largest band to ever play in Lisa's living room (I say "perhaps" because I can't guarantee that The Polyphonic Spree won't drop by later in the season.) But it's not the size of the ensemble that matters, it's the motion of the Giggy. Yes, as the band grooved, Lisa rocked Giggy in three-quarter time to the music. Jason and Pandora cut a rug, and even Kevin himself got in on the action, giving Lisa a little twirl. Then the band brought it home with a sad song that reduced the Pump to tears and Giggy clutching. It was so sad-orable. Even Kevin gave the Gigster a little peck because the music moved him so. I'm not saying I also whipped my eyes on someone else's cardigan, but I'm not saying I didn't pull a Lisa and use someone else's outwear as a hankie either.
Back from Vegas, the ladies are dealing with a different kind of hangover. Russell sent Camille an email telling her that he could sue her for the comments she made at the tea party and Adrienne wonders if perhaps everyone else is next, since the other gals also repeated Camille's sentiments.
Not exactly the sort of thing to get you pumped for a party. . .
But prep for the party Kyle must. As the flowers, delightful sofas, and what not arrive Mauricio toddles around barefoot (precious) and Adrienne breaks the big news to Kyle. . .
Folks start flowing in however (as do the trays of champagne). Camille has on an especially fierce coat. Chandeliers are hung carefully (lest a Phantom of the Opera situation ensure). Lisa and Adrienne arrive and the ladies discuss what's to be done. After much caterwauling, the ladies decide that it would be better for everyone's sake if Taylor and Russell do not attend the party.
And so after some discussion outside, Taylor and Russell speed away from the shindig, leaving surely a aftermath of hurt feelings in their wake.
Kim Richards: Contagion
Perhaps it wasn't Gwyneth Paltrow's character spreading that mysterious disease after all? Maybe it was Kim Richards jokingly coughing all over the White Party? #conspiracytheory
Anyway, Kim arrives looking great, with her gent in tow, but even the happy times aren't enough to get her on Team Brandi.
At least Kim cleared the air on what’s going on with her boobs. . .
You’ll have to spend the holidays pondering how the white party finishes up, but take heart! You will be rewarded in 2012 with the women taking a trip to Hawaii, which features Brandi perhaps getting too flirtatious with Mr. Todd. Have a happy holiday everyone and we'll be back 'capping in the new year.