Yolanda H. Foster

Yolanda shares her thoughts on Joyce and Brandi's behavior in Palm Springs.

on Dec 9, 2013

Hi everyone! WOW that was a pretty crazy episode, so let’s get right to it...

Brandi has been working really hard to support Jake and Mason as a single mom, and I am really happy she has a new book deal and other great opportunities coming her way. Her sex advice is to the point, and I believe she says out loud what most women think but do not dare say.

Kyle and Carlton have been like oil and water since the day they met. I would like to point out to you that Kyle is always referring to TEAMS and Carlton is just not buying it and trying to get a fresh start from a fresh start. The Lakers and the Clippers teams play against each other, friends shouldn't. Kyle has obviously burned her bridges with everyone in this group, and since Taylor and Faye Resnick left, she has made it her mission to enlist Joyce to be her next, new soldier.

I would like to take you back in time so you understand the circumstances of when this story took place. The first time I met Carlton and Joyce at Kyle's party, I gave them both my phone number and invited them to lunch, even though I was still spending most of my days in bed battling Lyme disease. I felt like I needed to make an effort and make them both feel welcome in the group. Carlton and I saw each other that same week, but Joyce and I never had one on one time before our Palm Springs trip. Seeing today’s episode, she clearly drank the Richards sisters’ Kool-Aid.

Nevertheless, her invitation was generous, but the whole concept of "who gets there first to get the best room" is high school antics. The room itself is symbolic. There were four bedrooms in the main house and we were seven women. We could have easily shared rooms and all stayed there together. Lisa and I ended up having a great time bunking up and enjoying girls' time we never had before.

Having been raised very disciplined, I had to iron for my mom every Friday afternoon after school. So to this day, I have a thing for sheets. Anyway, sleeping in the wrinkled sheets ended up being the least of our problems.