Let Them Eat Cake
Sarah thinks Housewives in glass houses shouldn't throw stones.
First off, I really didn't understand what the whole "Big To Do" was all about. Just because Heather all of a sudden decided to finally change her last name after 15 years of what I would consider to be a "facade" of a marriage. . .Really??? I think it would have been more realistic if Terry had changed his last name to Kent to be honest. Now that would make more sense and a real reason to celebrate! Just saying.
I am a firm believer that the whole ceremony of marriage is very sacred and should be considered a blessing that two people joined together in celebration of their love, commitment, and partnership and should be celebrated as such at the time, NOT 15 years later when its "convenient."
I don't understand what gives Heather and Terry the right to judge someone solely on their outer appearance, or lack thereof, just because they might not meet the pathetic so called "high standards" that they seem to find important. It's not right. It's very hurtful, mean, and downright shallow to say the least. Hopefully someday they will come to the realization that all people deserve to be treated the same, regardless of if they don't live on billionaire row. They are people, too. I think a little humbleness will do them some good if you ask me. Welcome to the real world Dubrows. So now the both of you can put your little pinkies down, let go of your over fed egos, hop off your high horses, and learn to treat people like human beings with feelings.
I will admit in most cases eating a tiny piece of the bow off a cake before its served is wrong no matter what the occasion. I think that Heather could have handled it like an adult and approached me one-on-one if she had an issue with me. But, for some reason, she can't confront me on her own, and she felt she needed her mean girl group behind her to feel empowered and justified in her tantrum. Bullying is bulling. I call it like I see it.
It bothered me what they did it to Alexis in Costa Rica, and now they feel that it was OK to do it to me as well. I really appreciate Alexis trying to get the point across that what they are doing isn't right (especially at our age), but we would have more luck talking to the wall.
I would like take a quick moment to sincerely Thank Mr. and Mrs. Dubrow for all of their perseverance and continued efforts in trying to discredit my character by calling me crazy, among other things, just to make themselves look more credible to those that have never met them or myself before.
Another comical event of the evening was how truly bemusing it was to watch Vicki walk around with her nose up in the air thinking that she was such a bad ass just because she was sporting a "politically incorrect fur coat." If Vicki took a moment to actually see what happens to all of these poor innocent animals that get brutally, beaten, mutilated, and slaughtered for her coat, she might think differently about all of her overly annoying bragging the whole night. Who needs to justify that their new boyfriend is all of a sudden this respectable, great worthy person in this group of fake and pretentious people just because of a fur coat? You know, I really used to have respect for Vicki, but she left a really bad taste in my mouth and pity for her in my heart after that night. I would defiantly recommend that Vicki spend a day with PETA and get herself educated on what her "new fur coat" really symbolizes. What you should have been saying all night is "Look at this fur coat that Brooks bought me that a poor helpless animal was brutally skinned and killed for just so I can feel superior to everyone else in the room this evening and pathetically shove it in every ones face while I'm at it as well." Why don't you just say what you really feel Vicki: "I want and need to have all my fake friends that act like we are all back in high school again to accept my new boyfriend so I don't have to justify him driving my car, living in my condo, and needing money. Someone like us please!" LOL! If you need to brutally kill an animal for that. . .
Honestly I have one word for you Vicki: HEARTLESS! Shame on you! By the way before you stick your neck out on the chopping board to call someone out on an assumed drinking probably I would make sure that you aren't living in a glass house at the time. There hasn't been a single event that you haven't been escort by an alcoholic beverage of some sort. Don't judge me sweetheart.
Tamra is in a league of her own -- another one of the bully bunch that shouldn't be throwing stones either. I honestly tried to get to know and like her, but the woman just exudes bad energy, disloyalty, and criticism towards everyone in her life. I really don't care to associate with people like that. She can call me what she likes, but until now I have never had a bad thing to ever say about her. I really tried to make an effort to judge her based on my personal experiences with her -- not by her crazy actions in the past. It truly saddens me to see this woman who is extremely insecure, hardened by life experiences, cold hearted, and tainted try to act like she is OK with herself and her actions. Maybe that's why she enjoys picking on other people so much??? Eddie seems very level-headed, sweet, and stable. I guess that's why they say opposites attract, because Tamra is far from that. But I'm glad he has something positive to bring to the table for the two of them. I really can't help but notice, is it just me or does Tamra always need to chime and cause drama in every single situation? Every one-on-one conversation or any issue, she finds pleasure in twisting into deceit -- AND it never has anything to do with her EVER.
The best way to describe her is to compare her to a starving vulture looking for exposed meat. She is just waiting in the brush to jump out and pounce on and devourer the poor thing. It’s annoying and saddening that her life is that boring that she has to jump in on everyone else's issues. Half the time she never makes sense anyways. Nobody wants your opinion Tamra. And to think you have the nerve to call me white trash. Last time I checked I'm not the one going on my third marriage, throwing drinks in people’s faces or getting into fights with my best friend over an evil eye look at dinner. Grow the f--k up! Let’s just call it like we see it. I know I may not be perfect or have had the best of time this year, but who are you or anyone else in your wild pack of hyenas to judge me if you aren’t going to take the time to look at yourself in the mirror first.
I do want to take a moment to sincerely thank Alexis, the one true person that I feel really had my back that night. For her to put herself on the line so unselfishly for the sake of a friend that was going through a hard time and to also have a smile and try to have fun attending an event that was surrounded around nothing but bad energy, tacky gossip, and fake people, was brave.
Regardless if taking the bow was right or not, Alexis knows me and knows that is not something that I would not normally do -- so she had my back. Now that's a good friend. I know that took a lot of love, guts, and pure loyalty on her part to stand up to all of them when they seem to feel it's OK to gang up on someone in a pack, like grown up bullies, just to get their point across. Gesh, it would have been easier to fight off a pack of hungry vultures fighting over road kill. Alexis is such a sweetheart. After all is said and done I'm learning that true loyalty is really hard to come by now days, and for that I will always be grateful and appreciative what she did for me.
There are the friends that are there when things as good, but your real friends are the ones that are by your side through the good bad and the ugly. Even if you aren't at your best at the moment, a true friend doesn't leave you hanging. I think it's funny that some of these girls had the nerve to call Alexis fake and pretentious when in a single evening I heard Vicki brag about her "new" fur coat at least hundred times, Heather bragged about her house, furniture, and the exact price of everything she had made for her little fancy smanchy party non-stop all night, while Tamra made a big to do about her ring -- like it was the hope diamond or something. People in glass houses should never throw stones. . .Just saying.