Cast Blog: #RHONY

Ramona Takes A Stand

Ramona won't let Aviva's behavior go unnoticed -- and she wishes Carole would do the same.

Doing the reunion is a tiring day. I filmed it while I was sick and the next day I found out I had vertigo and an inner ear virus. It took me almost three weeks to recover!!!

Carole was a very interesting addition to RHONY. She is very downtown, peace-love-and-flower-power. Sometimes though, you need to take a stand. To allow and enable Aviva and George’s behavior and not call them on it at her book party; to not comment about Reid's very rude comment about overweight women gone wild; to not take control as a hostess in St Barth’s and try to calm and rectify the situation...

I understand LuAnn’s point about Carole. When filming, Carol was Zen-like and, by her own admission on the reunion, passive and just observed when interacting with all of us. It surprised me that in Carole’s interviews she could be quite snarky in her comments about everyone. Who knew this was really what she was thinking? I too would rather have someone tell me to my face. Carole said she says nothing mean or malicious behind our backs in her interviews, but I'm not buying that. Doesn't she see what she says?

Aviva, Aviva, Aviva. Where do I begin? It seems as if she allowed her phobias and anxieties to overrule her and our group. It also seems as if Aviva used her anxieties as an excuse for the name calling and displaced anger toward me. Aviva apologized to me on the reunion. Do I believe she is sincere? You tell me. It seems to me that she only decided to apologize after the fans turned on her. The first part of St. Barth’s, Aviva was not there or featured in the episode. She still took it upon herself to write her blog trashing me and Sonja. Leading up to the episode where she lost it, Aviva was talking to many different press outlets and taking to her Twitter to attack us. It was only when there was a major backlash against her on Twitter, the press, and Bravo blog comments that she decided to apologize on the reunion to me. I wish no one ill will and I am taking in Aviva’s apology. I am cautious though as her actions have not matched her words. I do not open my heart easily. I admit I have a tough exterior, but inside I'm a mush ball. I befriended Aviva quickly and am really shocked how things turned out.

I'm glad Heather and I had a turnaround. She and I are alike in some ways and maybe that's why we butted heads. We both talk a lot -- although I think I give people a chance to speak and interact LOL. This is something I felt Heather never did with me. All the other girls commented to me that Heather never listens and always talks over them. Then they told me Heather was upset with me. The important thing is we talked through it and overcame it. No one is perfect, least of all me. Everything is a learning experience. The day I stop growing is the day I'll die.

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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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