“The thermometer of success is merely the jealousy of the malcontents.” -Salvador Dali
This episode reminded me of so many old adages: “nothing ventured, nothing gained,” “every person is a door to a different world,” “hindsight is 20/20,” and one of my favorites, which is not exactly an adage, but rather an old Indian prayer proudly displayed upon a wall above my family’s kitchen table growing up which read: “Do not criticize thy neighbor until you have walked one mile in his moccasins.”
Watching this show as an observer and not a participant was easier than I expected. While interconnected, each of us is forging our own path and embarking on our own journey. Joanna and Romain’s scene on the beach was fraught with the danger of impending doom. But it’s their journey and while there’s a lot of water under my personal bridge, it is neither my place to judge, nor my battle to wage. I hope that for their sake they face the realities of their relationship and make the necessary changes before it is too late.
Karent’s scene with her mom was very sad. Despite the fact that I have been on the receiving end of her accusations, unwarranted attacks, and judgment about my parenting skills, it was painful to watch. Most women long to build a life with someone and have a family. It saddens me to see a woman at that stage in her life possessing all of the attributes required to live a fulfilling life, yet still struggling to find her way. I hope Karent realizes that Rodolfo is the problem and not the solution and ventures outside of the confines of that non-relationship to seek true happiness.
While I was still reeling from the empathy I was feeling for Karent, it almost entirely dissipated with the scenes that followed. I am convinced that Karent lacks any semblance of social skill. She oversteps, over-shares, overlooks, and overburdens almost everyone she comes in contact with. As far as I am concerned she went to the Art Basel event for two reasons, to steal Adriana’s joy and to gratuitously badmouth Lea. Call me crazy but my empathy is waning.
Adriana’s photo-shoot was beautiful. Adriana is one of those people that just comes alive in front of the camera. She is photogenic to a fault and pretty brave if you ask me. Would I do it? Probably not. I am not the artsy type, which is code for I don’t have the balls to pose topless in front of a bunch of dudes.