Heather Thomson

Heather laments being stuck in the middle of the LuAnn/Italian friends debacle.

on Aug 27, 2012

Thankfully we are interrupted! What a treat when Russell drops by for a visit after dinner. I have met Russ before and we get on well. He and Jonathan enjoy each other's company too. and I for one am cool with him joining in with us as much as Carole wants. I am feeling Carole's pain about the girls behavior around him. Russ is a rockstar and I am sure he can handle it but Somanja can be a lot! While Ramona was complementary of him she was obviously restrained and Sonja -- feeling her bar glow came off a bit cheeky, but Russ did fine with the attention. He is such a talented guy and he was down there to perform at a music festival. He is on the road a lot and I am happy he and Carole can hang! From the looks of it, the evening appears to be a calm affair for us RHONY, but I will let you in on a secret. . .some of the ladies, of the fairer haired persuasion, kept it going past midnight with lots of dancing and music and of course drama and although I was not at all the instigator I am also not completely innocent either! Looking back on that night I have to laugh at the antics I witnessed. . .

The next morning, we are on schedule Sonja. We each decided to take a day and plan the festivities for the group. Today was Sonja's itinerary and our first stop was a fabulous beach club owned by her friend, Thierry. The setting is sublime. A beautiful bottle of Rosé wine the most gorgeous beach and the ladies are looking hot in their suits! While I don't notice the guys checking us out, the attention the women are getting really makes us laugh, and we begin to click as a group. It is really nice to see everyone having so much fun, and we are in Paradise after all...

Back to the house and getting ready for a fun night out, I do my best to blow off my painfully swollen nose as the Rosé from lunch wears off and I down tons of Advil, while Ramona and Sonja are joined by Lu in their bathroom for a pre-evening dance off! The energy is contagious if not a bit foreshadowing of the evening to come. . .we are in for a wild ride. We hit the hot nightclub, Le Ti St. Barths, which is funnily enough owned by the aforementioned Thierry's ex-wife, Carole. Is this island getting incestuous or is it just me? The room is filled with the fab St. Barths set and out comes the tequila and, boy, are we having fun and getting rowdy.