Cast Blog: #RHOBH

Shoved in the Kids' Room

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Shoved in the Kids' Room

Brandi laments her and Lisa's room assignment and explains how this episode sets up the drama of the season.

This episode is about to kick off what is set to be a bumpy ride to the end of the season for me. It starts out innocently enough with a much overdue, yet uncomfortable, apology from Adrienne to Lisa. Of course, Adrienne thinks she is still owed an apology, which is just ridiculous.

I had just gotten back from a whirlwind trip to NYC for book meetings with my "gaygent" Michael Broussard. It was so amazing to go into these meetings and feel important and grown up. Michael came over to talk about our possible publishing offers, and I am just in awe of the fact that any of this is even happening to me.

During this time, I have really been looking to get back into working mode and had a lot to figure out. Lisa suggested I shoot with a magazine that she writes for called Beverly Hills Lifestyle. At first I didn't want to do it because I can be very self critical and really hate the way I look in photos -- but she convinced me that it could lead to something bigger for me. So I did it, and had a blast doing so. In the early '90s you would never get to see the pictures before they came out in the magazines, and now you see them immediately. It can be both good and bad.

After the shoot we head to Ojai for Kim's trip, which we were arriving late to. When we arrived we were given our room assignment and basically we were put in the kids' room over the garage and disconnected from the main house. But it gave Lisa and I some good bonding time.

I found it really childish the way the other women were acting about who got what room.

We headed off to dinner and somehow Kim and I ended up sitting across from one another. . .drink STAT please! The table made light converstion in which Kyle stuck up for me over my divorce situation, and it makes me see a good side of her. It was the "girls' girl" side of her that I am finally seeing that I have heard so much about. So far so good.

I sympathize with Kim on a lot of levels, and I realized she wasn't her self last year. So we dove into a conversation that got emotional, but not in a bad way. We were actually relating. Then, of course, Adrienne, sitting a few seats away, had to make sure the whole table knew that Kim was crying and that it was my fault! We were having a good conversation and she ruined it. I don't deal well with entitled people so I let her know that she needed to STFU. . .

I have a chip on my shoulder when it comes to this woman, and you will see why down the road. I have a hard time masking my real emotions. The table is in an uproar over my "f bomb." Listen everyone at this table says the "f word" (maybe not as often as I do), but all of a sudden everyone is acting like I committed a crime! So over it!

Until next week!