Well the time has come. Only one episode left -- buckle up, bitches!
There is going to be a lot of information thrown at you in the season finale, but first let me just say for the record, I was never a “stripper or a call girl or a whore or a lesbian or a drug user” as my sister-in-law likes put out there for everyone. If I was a stripper, I would say I was. I have nothing against them, and I am definitely way too smart to deny it. I would have to be a fool to think I could get away with stripping and go on a reality TV show and no one would ever find out. Come on, you have to give me more credit than that.
Now on to the Sunday’s episode. I wish I could have been a fly on the wall when those two "masterminds" were putting this together. Are we really supposed to believe that this is just all one big coincidence?
Looking back, when Kim D. called I knew it was not genuine at all. You know she needs her fashion show to get filmed so she and the store can stay relevant. I've always been good to her and supported her. I tried to shop at her store when I could, and I walked in her show last year when she asked me to. I'm not the type of person to start with someone or argue with someone unless you really provoke me.