Can you believe we're only just over halfway through our season? That this wasn't even the finale? Scary Island, Jersey-style...Kelly from New York said she didn't have a breakdown, but a "breakthrough," and now Danielle is saying on her blog that she isn't a victim, she's "victorious"??? Wow. There are no words...
But of course, I have to find words. Like Jacqueline said in her blog last week, we're supposed to blog about what happened when the episode aired, why it happened, what we were feeling at THAT time. It's part of the gig. Do I wish I never had to talk about/think about/write about/see Danielle ever again? Of course! But I agreed to be on the show and I think it's a cop-out and not fair to the fans to write fake blogs every week or refuse to talk about a cast member.
Danielle and I are not friends. We are cast members. We are on the same show. We are expected to interact. Do I wish Danielle was off the show and Dina was back on? Yes, yes, yes! But the reality is, Danielle is on the show and we have to see her at least once in awhile while we're filming. Otherwise, what's the point of the show? I saw her at the fashion show, and I wanted to clear the air. If I didn't then, I would have to the next time I saw her. Or I guess I could just smile and not say anything ever, but that's not me, and that's not the show. We say what other people just think. If we didn't, and you weren't lucky enough to be as psychic as Sarai, you would have nothing to watch. Our lives and our interactions wouldn't make sense.
So, I live my life, I have my baby, I take care of my kids, clean my house, and work on my cookbook, just like a normal housewife. But I have to hear about Danielle and her drama every single day in the town I live in. Like I said on Andy Cohen’s show, they tell me at the grocery store that Danielle is saying I broke all the windows on her car. Yeah, in between driving Gia to gymnastics and cuddling Audriana, I drive around town acting crazy. Oh wait, that's Danielle. Danielle who's been caught on camera even stalking us and threatening us. And that's just one tiny example of hundreds and hundreds, for years now. It's literally been years. You can only take so much. I'm going to tell you a little secret now about being well-known. Whether it's because you're on a TV show, or you're rich, just won the lottery, the most successful person in your town, or just super popular - if you stand out and people know your name, there is an entire class of subhumans who will descend upon you with their lawyers. Anyone with a crayon and $200 can file a bullsh!t lawsuit against you. And you have to pay to defend yourself from the crazy. Ex-boyfriends, ex-partners, ex-landscapers. Ask Kate Gosselin, Lady Gaga, Oprah, the chick who wrote Harry Potter, Paula Deen, Kid Rock, the president of your local bank... anyone you've ever heard of basically. The downsides of fame that no one talks about are the stalkers and the lawsuits. If it's not a lawsuit, it's the reputation of your business or made-up stories about your past from people you've never even met. And for some reason, those people, the liars and the lowlifes, don't get punished for lying and damaging your business, your reputation or your family. And of course, the press only reports the lies, because that's what sells.
So I do not take it lightly when Danielle goes out of her way to insert herself in my business – like she has with everyone else – for the sole purpose of spreading lies or damaging my family. If you knew the amount of b.s. I've had to wade through because of her "anonymous" phone calls and letters and lies...
I did try to just say "hi" to her at the fashion show. I wanted to move on past the table flipping from last year. I'm a forgiving person. I congratulated her on her daughter being in Fashion Week. She could have smiled and walked away. But of course, she didn't. And when she said my house was in foreclosure, it confirmed to me that she was the one leaking that particular fake story to the press that week. My house is not in foreclosure. It was never in foreclosure. We still live there and love it. Happy home, happy wife, happy life.
Maybe Danielle would be more at home with the New York Housewives, some of whom call the press and plant stories about each other. We don't do that in Jersey. Your business is your business, except when it comes to Danielle, who is so desperate for attention and money that she has to call the press with lies about me and my family, lies about Dina and her family, and lies about everyone. When I heard that, I was furious. It was my "pay attention, puh-lease" moment. But I would never lay a finger on her. Ever. For one, I know that's all she wants. She's hoping someone will do that. I would never give her the satisfaction. And two, I'm a mother of four. Do you really think I'm going to touch Danielle or anyone else? If you rewatch the episode though, did you notice how much I was manhandled by everyone from Kim G. to the bodyguards to random people in the hall? I do hate people touching me and yet there were hands all over me. I was shoved and punched and pulled. (Joe was right, it's a good thing he wasn't there because he would not have taken that well.) In comparison, Danielle was carried around like a little baby. Literally no one laid a hand on Danielle except for Ashley pulling her hair at the very end. Go back and count how many hands were on me.
Did I freak out and cry and get hysterical? No. Toughen up, Danielle. (And yes, I do think she got that clump of "hair evidence" out of an old hairbrush. It wasn't even the same color as the hair on her head.) And huge men were roughly restraining me for what? I'm a small woman. I have zero history of assault, kidnapping, battery or drug use. I have never hit anyone. I wasn't threatening Danielle. I wasn't running after her with a closed fist or a weapon or even a glass of freakin' water. I never said a word about harming her. She threw a verbal bomb at me and then ran away. I followed her because I wanted to talk it out woman-to-woman. You saw me in the parking lot. I wasn't screaming. I wasn't hysterical. The bodyguard was high-fiving me. Once I realized that Danielle was fake crying in the car and playing the victim, I was done. I walked away. I knew she wasn't going to talk to me. I went back inside and was fine.
I am a very nice person until you push my buttons. I don't spread rumors or anonymously call people or talk behind your back. I'm a straight shooter. I want to get things out in the open so they're done. It's impossible though when you're dealing with a deranged but calculating shit-stirrer who throws grenades at you from far away and then runs when you try and confront them. I guess I'll just have to try again at the Reunion, huh? So, let's wrap up this week's Danielle review. I see on her blog that she is now a victorious animal full of love and light. Yet don't challenge her on Twitter because she will send you a nasty-gram of hate and darkness. If you are a fan of mine, please don't subject yourself to any of her venom. I love you all too much to think about you having to get even one nasty message from her. On a lighter note, I did find the episode pretty hilarious. The Danielle situation is hilarious because those of us who have known her for years know she was faking it. She staged the whole thing, coming in late with bodyguards, and then baiting me by letting me know she was behind the lies going on in the press. She was literally throwing chairs behind her to try and stop me like we were in a cartoon.
I'm so glad you all got to see how hilarious Jacqueline is and why I love her so much. I almost peed my pants when she was playing games while the energist was talking to her. And if you missed it on Andy's show, she actually licked my face when we were being fake lesbians during Danielle's whispered song. Try it, by the way. Whisper a song in a deep slow voice. Anyone can do it.
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