Cast Blog: #RHONY

As the Stomach Turns

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

As the Stomach Turns

Sonja gives her take on Ramona/LuAnn's tiff, explains her tough couple of years, and talks GLAAD awards.

Welcome back to hurricanes, harassment, and hot guys. . .and heavy on the hot guys!

Here comes Countess LuAnn smirkin' with a Birkin (Hermes purse)! It really pains me to see LuLu and Ramona still arguing about the supposed threat. I care about them both, and it's not healthy for them or their families and this comment was made so long ago. As we heard in Reunion Season 4, Ramona apologized for her comment that LuAnn was a weekend mom, because it was wrong. I asked Ramona not to got there, but she had to get it off her chest for some reason at that particular point and time. They threw me out of the conversation when I tried to break it up. They have always had an undercurrent that is actually bigger then what they are talking about.

When Ramona feels her words are challenged she feels she has to defend her integrity with the facts. Ramona had told Lu, "If you keep bringing it up I will have to bring out the particulars regarding your parenting, so don't push me. Drop it." Does this constitute a threat?

Ramona's comment was that LuAnn was a weekend mother, not a bad mother. Still, Ramona should have never gone there. I still wish Luann would let it go. It's all getting old. You gotta laugh when Ramona vacillates and says "I don't have time for this! I don't even have time for my nails. I get these shellacks now. They last three weeks!" Okay, so now we have time for petty fights with our girlfriend! You can always count on us Housewives for comic relief at just the right time.

I really see myself in Carole at times. I like fashion, but I don't like shopping. So if that boy walked in the store, you can be sure that my eyes would be all over that. I so get the long distance relationship that Carole is speaking of. When you're dating a rock star, it's not about commitment and marriage. Let's be realistic -- he's on the road. They make great boyfriends though! I agree with her 100 percent. It's very sexy to miss each other and appreciate the time that you do have together. When Carole's ready for a commitment again, she'll be on the same coast as her man.

I have been through some really hard times for the last seven to eight years between a miscarriage of my second child, a divorce, a failed movie deal, becoming a single mom, lack of settlement in my divorce, and the possibility of losing my home, so when Hurricane Irene paid a visit in August and the repairs didn't start until November, you gotta laugh or you'll cry! I have learned as a child of a single mother who worked and supported four young children to take things in stride, enjoy the moment and the people around you who are helping you get through the day the best you can and helping you to building a future that you can be proud of. Sometimes that's your intern, your contractor, your contractor's brother, the gay decorator. . .I think you see that in this scene.

Oh, and we still don't have a boxspring for the bed, but this way we know Millsaps will roll out of that bed before 10 am because interns do not move to New York from the Carolinas to miss out on all the fabulous attractions New York City has to offer. Millsaps has not gotten her boob reduction because there's no time for that right now -- too much work to do and sadly she'll be leaving us in August. After she finishes her Masters degree, she's going to come back to do another stint with us because she learned so much here in the world of "As The Stomach Turns."

When I see Heather's house in the Berkshires, it says to me that she is a secure woman with good upstate values like myself and Ramona. She does not need a house in the Hamptons to know that she belongs. I'm looking forward to getting to know her more. Having said that, it's going to be a bumpy ride because she is strong minded and very opinionated just like Ramona and I.

I was just saying this with Ramona today again at PIX 11: The green rooms are NEVER green! Why is that?

I was so happy to be presenting at GLAAD with my dear friends the fabulous Beekman Boys who have moved from Planet Green to the Cooking Channel. They only live a block away, and Dr. Brent comes over all the time to cook his family recipes with me in my toaster oven! You'll be seeing more of them with me on future episodes.

It's too bad that my escort's earwire thingy wasn't working because he didn't know that they were calling me to come up! But as I said I learn to roll with things. This is not the end of the world for me. The show must go on.

Thank you for tuning in again and getting to know the new girls and their families. It's going to be an exciting season!

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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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