This is my favorite episode ever. It has the absurd humor, the vintage RHONY feel, the side eyes, the drama and none of me ripping someone a new ---hole.
I laughed from the minute Sonja said "my Tom" through the conversation with Ramona about #braceletgate. It was two, not one, bracelets by the way. I continued laughing at Simon and Garfunkel, I mean Carole and Adam with his long hair and guitar get up to her hideous terrarium and his reaction to it. I laughed even more when cracked out Luann in her white wedding cape didn't let me get a thought, much less a word, in edgewise. I mean you gotta love a woman who does the inviting and accepting of an invitation.
Clearly Luann does all the work in bed.
It’s looking like Jules and Michael are having some trouble in paradise. That I don't miss, and that I don't envy. I do "suck at relationships,” but I'd rather be solo than feel like that. Tensions have arisen over there. John was trying to break the tension, and at that dinner, he was definitely my favorite Housewife.
What can I tell you? The ratings are flying, the drama is real, and I give zero f---s if people love or hate me. This is a reality show and in dealing with this particular group of women, THIS is my reality.
I'm happier than ever and enjoying the success of the show. I give it my truth, and that's all I can promise.
If you can't handle the truth you can't handle me. #thebisback.