Cast Blog: #RHONY

Roll the Dice

Ramona on Her Divorce From Mario

Carole on Elitists and Bitches

Heather Says That's a Wrap

Sonja: Don't Take Yourself Too Seriously

The Countess: Sonja and I Are on the Outs

Aviva Says Bye for Now

Kristen on Surviving Her First Season

LuAnn: For Ramona Ignorance Is Bliss

Who Cares How Carole Wrote Her Book?

Carole on Stupid Things You've Heard on Bravo

Aviva's "Foul Ignorance"

Kristen: Ramona's Out of Touch with Reality

Sonja Is Very Private

Ramona on the Grueling Reunion

LuAnn: Sonja Is Off the Rails

Heather: Et tu Ramona Singer?

Aviva on Kristen's "Gatemouth" Look

Kristen: Sonja Could Be Successful

Sonja's Glad Aviva Threw Her Leg

Carole: Waiter, We're Done

Ramona: Aviva's Leg Scared All of Us

Heather Focuses on What Matters

LuAnn: Sonja Only Has Herself to Blame

What Else Does Aviva Have in That Bag?

Aviva: Leggy Blonde

God Gave me a Great Ass and His Approval

Sonja on Her Harry Situation with LuAnn

Ramona: Where Did the Time Go With Avery?

Heather Tips to Plan a Party for Carole

Aviva Rises Above the Nonsense

Love Kristen Tender

Sonja and Harry Aren't Good for Each Other

Ramona: Mario's Voice Is So Sexy

Aviva Defends Her Asthma

Heather's Sasha Fierce Moment

Nothing Is Too Romantic for Sonja

LuAnn: I Sing When I Feel Like Singing

Kristen: This Show Has Helped My Marriage

Carole: Oh Beautiful for Spacious Skies. . .

Ramona: Just Don't Ask Me to Go Every Year

Roll the Dice

Sonja thanks her support system and discusses the fetes in this week's episode.

This was a wonderful episode full of fun, family, and friends. Victoria and Avery are both wonderful girls and will go far, I'm sure.

Both parties were extraordinary. I wish I could have gone to both but my day was busy, so I chose to go to just Avery's nearest my home, and where I had planned on going for the longest time. Ramona had been planning forever and had been sharing the process all along. She had a private room off to the side out of view from the Sweet 16s.

I understand Avery had reached a moment where it was time for us to move to the private "parents room," but for Kelly to get between Ramona and her daughters relationship is wrong and to make further comments was wrong. I would have let Avery vent on me and left it at that. I would not make more out of it then it was.

I know LuAnn would have loved me there for her daughter's party but she always cancels me last minute, so I am sure she understood. We have that kind of social friendship. If we make it, great, if we can't it's fine.

Jill's sister, the lovely Lisa Wexler sent an email and offered to help with my financial situation, which is kind of her. Unfortunately, my many separate cases besides the Chapter 11 filing make for a complex situation, because they many times impact each other. Prioritizing has been difficult.

I have always put my daughter, and our time together, first. Whatever time left is devoted to my family, friends who are there for me, dating, my divorce process, my finances, and maintaining our home and gardens. On top of that is my charity work, movie business, my writing, cooking videos, my new gig on RHONY, and sharing my toaster oven recipes and lifestyle tips, appearances. Whew! Oh, and one should always make time for themselves, even if it's a bubble bath, a download yoga, a book, or a walk. Health is everything.

Ramona introduced me recently to Jeff Landers. He's Divorce financial Strategist and the president of Bedrock Divorce Advisors, which exclusively helps women like me going through a financially complicated divorce and/or women who need financial planning. He is helping me put together a "Master Plan" that will get me back on track and keep me there going forward once I gain my footing. Part of my problem has been that I didn't have one trusted, qualified person to coordinate all my legal and financial issues synergistically. Finally I found that person.

RHONY has been a fun distraction from the stress of my legal cases, and my charity work since I've been a young lady has always grounded me and reminds me that I am very fortunate.No one needs to feel sorry for me, I choose this lifestyle but I worked very hard from a young age and I have to "fight the fight" to keep what's rightfully mine. I have so much to be grateful for even during these tough times of change, because I don't know what I would do without the team of people who want to help me succeed and better their own lives alongside my dream. I believe in myself and the goodness in others, and I think anyone who rolls the dice with me has good odds. But really, at the end of the day, we don't calculate how successful the day is only by results, but by the quality of the time we gave each other and our commitment to each other. Of course, we have the goal in mind, but when we get there, we get there.

I loved Jill's party at Chez Josephine. I always loved that place and the host Jean-Claude Baker is a "one of a kind" personality.

Alex is right about quitting smoking. One has to be ready. I quit in 1991 after 10 years. I used SmokEnders, and it worked!

Avery definitely has a chic set of friends. I enjoyed spying in on her cute conversation. When Victoria was trying dresses, I said that is where my daughter will pay me back for all my short skirts. That is when I will have to wear a longer length for sure. If not already!

Why does everyone have so much criticism about each other's parties when they should be enjoying, eating, dancing, and flirting?

It's weird to me that Jill and Simon were friends in the first place, exclusively of Alex. So the fact that they have an issue now is perplexing. I think Alex's relationship with Jill should move forward without Simon. However, if Alex chooses to let Simon's beef with Jill come between her and Jill -- that's her decision.

Simon takes care of Alex and Alex takes care Simon. There are a family with children and it works for them and I would not want to come between that and any way.

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Carole on Elitists and Bitches

Carole says what she really thinks of Aviva and all of her talk about her book and things being "ghetto."

Dear Fans,

Let me start with something I stole it from Twitter this week. "The most dangerous liars are those who think they are telling the truth."

I'll say it again. The blonde at the end of the right couch, the one who's prone to lobbing limbs and insults, is an Insulting. Bitch. Some of you didn't believe me. Maybe some of you still don't. But after watching the reunion shows I imagine it's harder and harder to cheer for the anti-hero. Just when you think she can't get any faker she does.

The story according to Aviva makes me laugh: We were arguing, she insulted me, I called her a psychopath and that prompted her to affectionately compliment me on my age. Sure. Her disdain for the intelligence of the audience is palpable. It was too stupid for me to even reply. But as I was watching the reunion, and particularly Aviva and the way she treats people, I was reminded of something my Grandma Millie used to say. (I love everything Grandma Millie used to say.) "At 25, you have the face you're born with. At 45 you have the face you deserve."

I'd rather be 50 and me than be 45 and Aviva, any day of the week. She aged worse this season than a president in his first term. Holy short dress, I don't mind at all how I look. Overbite and all. I'll take it.

When I first met Aviva she was lovely. Really lovely. I meant what I said on the couch, I wish we had seen more of that. Her easy laugh and funny neurotic ways. Instead all we saw was a mean and angry woman. All because I asked her if she hired a writer -- a writer she did hire. It makes no sense. Three years ago she told me she'd read my memoir, What Remains. This was a book published in 2006 about my childhood, my family, my career and marriage, and then the death of my husband, Anthony Radziwill. A man I loved more than anyone I had loved before or have loved since. She gushed over my book. She quoted from it. We hugged. She seemed so sincere. Flash forward and she now believes it was written by a ghostwriter. She even knew his name, and it wasn't Truman Capote. It was Bill Whitworth, she told me. She repeated this over and over to anyone who would listen. And it doesn't matter how many times she repeats it -- it will never make it true.

When they stopped listening she started saying in the press and on social media that not only was my book written by someone else but that it was not my place to have written a book about my life, and my marriage. And, as if I didn't remember, she reminded me that I'd written about people who had died. Um, yeah. I know. It was my husband and my family and my closest friend who died. Just. . .wow. But I wasn't important enough to tell my story because my husband's family was famous, or historic or whatever she said. Because they had money and privilege and yachts. Really. Who do I think I am?

I’ll tell you. I’m a girl from upstate New York who grew up in a loving, if sometimes kooky, Italian working class family. I worked for everything I earned, just like my parents did and their parents before them. I have a proud family history of hard work and small but precious rewards that followed. My family won't be in any history books. I didn't grow up privileged. We didn't spend summers in Europe or Christmas in Palm Beach. A day spent at the town pool or playing in the woods behind our house was great. Much like Heather, I was taught strong values and decent manners. I learned to live with integrity and honesty. I'm proud of my upbringing and the woman I became, as was my husband. As is his family to this very day. I've known people who lived in what Aviva would consider the "ghetto" who have more class and decency than she shows.

All this talk about class and ghetto -- you'd think we were living in communist Russia. Here is the thing. This is America. In our country it doesn't matter a lick where you are from, it only matters where you're going. So don’t let anyone tell you that you aren't good enough because you didn’t grow up on Park Avenue or in a family that had some history, or because you enjoy saying mother-f---er now and then. I’ve met people from all walks of life. I spent time in refugee camps in Southeast Asia, and in the projects of Chicago. I've been to State dinners with Presidents. I met the Queen of England on a beach in Anguilla. No one is any more valuable or important than you are. No one is more important than your family and your friends.

Let the elitists go slow into the night.

In spite of the BookGate dust up I had a great time this season. I made wonderful new friends in LuAnn and Kristen and my friendship with Heather is more special and important to me than I could have ever imagined just three years ago. Friends have each other's backs. I love her, madly. And while we didn't always act appropriately, we had a lot of laughs. I hope you did too.

Thank you all for your supportive and funny and brilliant tweets. And while we didn't all agree on everything all of the time I enjoyed your participation in the show. Even the mean tweets about my skinny neck and my overbite were amusing. Like I said, I've stolen some tweets already. You may see others as dialogue in my next book, and yes, you can all say you were my ghostwriters.

As always,

With love, Writer Girl xoxo

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