I’m sad to share that my family has suffered yet another tragic loss. Thank you all so much for your love and support. This week’s blog is short and to the point.
After the ups and down in recent weeks with Dorit, I’m hoping we are back on track after last week’s lunch. I couldn’t believe Dorit had never rollerbladed before. She did so well. Next time I’m bringing tequila! Now, that would be fun.
The only thing I have to say about Kim Richards is that she seems happy, healthy and excited about the future.
I believe that Lisa R. and Eden want to be helpful, but I’m not sure talking about Kim and Kyle in relation to substance abuse is helping anyone. Just like we hit the reset button at lunch last week, I don’t think it’s too late to hit the reset button on discussing Kim’s sobriety.
At PK’s birthday party, I think all of our 1980’s dreams came true when Culture Club was unveiled. It brought me right back to driving around Hollywood, going to auditions in my convertible Alfa Romeo, and singing "Karma, Karma, Karma, Karma, Karma, Chameleon."
As Boy George stated before he fled the scene, “Telephone, Telegram, Tell Dorit!” Lisa R.’s “pill bag” is just another example of this convoluted game of telephone that keeps getting played. Dorit told Lisa V. that Lisa R. took out a bag full of pills and shared it as “gossip.” Not sure why it took her so long to admit they were just vitamins and a couple sleeping pills. Do you really think if Lisa R. had a giant bag full of prescription drugs she’d pull it out in front of everyone? Twice?
It’s enough to make you wanna throw a whole bag of Xanax in a smoothie! (That was a joke…)