Cast Blog: #RHONY

LuAnn: I Sing When I Feel Like Singing

LuAnn explains why she wouldn't sing, her assessment of Mario's performance, and what she thinks of Sonja and Harry.

We are back in NYC and the drama continues. Now it seems to be with the men on the show. Kristen has been talking about Heather and her relationship with Jon, but I think Kristen is the one with the real issues when it comes down to it. I think all of us have issues with our men at the moment. . .

When you are having problems with your man I don't think there is anything wrong with seeking some help. I'm happy that Kristen and Josh are working on their relationship because I think they make a great couple. Mediators can be very helpful when it comes to working out your issues. Why not?

I think Sonja's relationship with Harry is a long one. They are more friends than anything, as I see Harry stepping out with other women all the time. He's even been dating a friend of mine recently, so I don't think their relationship is serious in the least. I know Sonja would like things to be different but that's not the reality of the situation. Harry is not the kind to settle down. He's a player! Its a good thing Sonja has other men like 23-year-old Ben to keep her busy!

Things between Jacques and myself have been getting tense lately. We have been bickering a lot more recently. We are working on improving that, and I hope that it will. Jacques and I both love each other very much, but I'm wondering if we can go the distance? We are just at different places in our lives for the moment, so it's hard! I expected the photo shoot to go a lot more smoothly, but that wasn't the case. We are both learning that we need to do some work to make the relationship last. The photos did turn out great, and I am grateful to Christophe von Hohenberg, the photographer, for being the easy going friend that he is and making it work regardless of how we felt about each other that day. The dogs were happy! Check out his work at ChristopheVonHohenberg.com. He's taken many pictures in '70s and '80s of celebrities and rock stars around NYC and has a new book out!

The truth is I really wasn't up to singing that night because I had a fight with Jacques that day and thats why he wasn't there. I just wasn't in the mood and Ramona pushing me only made it worse. I sing when I feel like singing, not when someone demands I sing. Ramona was just awful to me, and I felt like crying not singing. Ramona would of thrown me under the bus whether I sang or not. That's just how Ramona is with me -- horrible -- and I don't care what she thinks of me!

I thought Heather was amazing and I love her for getting up there and belting out her tune. I'm proud of her, and that's what friends are for. I actually got up and sang "Hey Big Spender" later that night after Heather. She inspired me to get up there, and it actually felt great to sing. Sorry you missed it!

I thought Mario singing to Ramona was very sweet! I really wanted to give him the limelight that night, as I knew he'd been practicing and wanted it to be his night. No thanks from Ramona for that one, of course. I actually sang one night with Mario out at a restaurant in the past, and I know he loves the Sinatra stuff. It's great that he likes to sing. Maybe he can go on the road with Sonja soon?

Billy Stritch the accompanist and I have sung together in the past at Jim Caruso's cast party at Town Hall on Broadway to benefit Broadway cares equity fights AIDS. I sang Natalie Cole's "Love," which I've done on our show in the past! I actually sang after Chita Rivera and before Liza Minnelli. It was truly a great evening! He really is the best piano player around and has worked with many, many Broadway stars -- so I was so happy to see Heather living it up with him on stage and holding her own. Holla!!!! Bravo Heather!

Until we meet again next week!

Bisous!!

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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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