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Two Winey Bitches Reality Awards – 2012

The Reality of 2012 According To Two Winey Bitches

Once again, we can’t let 2012 sneak off in a walk of (reality) shame without our usual shout-outs to those that made our year worthy and cringe-worthy.  2012 was a great year for the blog and we hope you’ve enjoyed our take on reality.  Thankfully, the Mayans were wrong and we’re all still here to review the year and look forward to a 2013 filed with wine and bitchiness.  Now, for the awards…

Favorite Reality Star of the Year:  Reza Farahan – Shahs of Sunset

The awesomeness that is Reza

The awesomeness that is Reza

We all know this is Rachel’s pick seeing as how she hasn’t stopped gushing about her new reality BFF, Reza.  But seriously, what’s not to love?  First, it’s not easy to be openly gay in general, let alone in the Persian community, so for Reza to step out in front of the cameras as a role model for gay teens who are struggling is brave.  Second, gay or not, he’s just hilarious.  The pearls that come out of his mouth have us laughing week after week.  And then… there’s the ‘stache.  You have to love a guy who’s not afraid to rock a Village People “Macho Man” mustache.  It’s just all part of the awesomeness that makes Reza our favorite reality star of the year.

WORST Person in the World (of Reality):  Courtney Robertson – The Bachelor

What do you mean I'm annoying?

What do you mean I’m annoying?

Let’s be honest, the weird lip pursing would be enough to make Courtney Robertson unlikeable on its own.  But that wasn’t enough for her.  No, she had to add bitchiness, arrogance and baby talk to the menu as well so that every time her face popped up on our TVs, a collective groan was uttered and more wine was poured.  OK fine, the wine was going to be poured regardless.  Anyway, we knew the journey was going to be painful based on Ben Flapjack alone, but throwing in Courtney and then letting her win was just salt in the wound.  Granted, Ben finally did catch on to the ugly that is Courtney, but not before torturing us through the entire season and a pouty After The Final Rose where she played the little victim.   More like vixen.

  • Honorable Mention:  Kalon McMahon – The Bachelor - If Courtney was the poster child for evil incarnate on the Bachelorette,
    Enter the villain.

    Enter the villain.

    then her evil twin on the Bachelor has to be Kalon McMahon.  His arrival in a helicopter didn’t exactly warm him up to the other men in the house, and his subsequent digs about Emily’s kid didn’t warm him up to us.  However, his presence did give us one of the most epic dismissals in Bachelor history.  So, for that alone, he only gets runner up status.

Best New Reality Cast 2012:  Hollywood Exes

Welcome to the exes

Welcome to the exes

These ladies didn’t get as much love in the press as some other “housewives”, but we really dug hanging out with the girls… for the most part.  Yes, they had their drama, but they were the only cast that seemed interested in actually resolving drama.  There was a glass thrown and some nasty jabs hurled, but all in all, it was a pleasure watching these ladies.  And of course, we can’t talk about the Exes without giving a little shout-out to our favorite girl, Drea.  From her Wig-Out Party to “you better check your email”, she was an endless fountain of good times.  Hurry back!  We could use a little Drea in our world.

Least Memorable Reality Cast 2012: The Real Housewives of Miami

RHOM - Snoozen Two

RHOM – Snoozen Two

Really Bravo, help some bitches out and know when to say when.  While you mixed up the cast a bit… Add a model, a lawyer, a dentist and an actual housewife, but it’s the same sad story.  There was potential with an unhinged supermodel and a philandering telenovela star, but we still just didn’t feel the love.  See, generally, there’s at least one Housewife that we can somewhat identify with or just laugh with, but not here.  No, we can’t get down with these chicks. Sorry.

Biggest “Fame Aneurism”:  Kim Zolciak – Real Housewives of Atlanta, Don’t Be Tardy For the Wedding

The precise moment fame went to Kim's head.

The precise moment fame went to Kim’s head.

The Chinese need to update the calendars, 2012 was not the year of the dragon, but the Year of the Kim.  You know, because everything and anything should be all about her – or just hers.  Kim’s “fame” clearly went to her head this year.  Sadly, our usual yearly Kim detox was interrupted by “Tardy For The Wedding”, where we were tortured with Kim setting-up every scene by telling KJ a “remember when” fairytale, her kicking her mother out of her wedding and all the other drama that is Kim’s life.  We can’t say we were sad to see her storm out of the Real Housewives luncheon and out of our lives forever.  That being said, it’s only fair to give her another award…

Thing We Most Never Want To See/Hear Again:Kim Zolciak – With Kim’s departure, we no longer have to sit bracing ourselves for her screeching “Sweeeetieeee”, the uncouth sex talk between her and Kroy or the word of the day plastered across her ass.  No really, the Winey Bitches both did a little celebration dance as she cursed her way off our small screens with the threats of legal action.  Please let that riding off in the Rover be the last we see or hear of this particular Housewife.

Best Recovery From A Fame Aneurysm (So Far) NeNe Leakes, Real Housewives of Atlanta 

A kinder gentler NeNe

A kinder gentler NeNe

Now, we’re being cautiously optimistic here, but it really seems like the “I’m Rich, Bitch” NeNe of days of yore has been replaced by “It’s All Good” NeNe and we’re liking it.  This is why we fell in love with her in the first place and what we missed so much after she was hit with the fame aneurysm.  We blame her proximity to Donald Trump for that.  But if it takes starring roles on two TV shows to bring our NeNe back to earth, well then we say cast away.  We think Gregg probably agrees.

Best Reality Moment We Never Saw Coming:  Nick Peterson  Wins – Bachelor Pad Season 3

Bam! I win... ALL of it.

Bam! I win… ALL of it.

In a move that was jaw-dropping GENIUS, we saw actual reality slap our “Reality Stars” in the face, when Nick pulled his brilliant take-the-money-and-screw-you move on the Season 3 finale of Bachelor Pad.  Everyone was so wrapped up in their self-serving drama that they didn’t bother to pay attention to that Nick guy who just floated around the background.  And yet, there he was on the stage winning one for the quiet guy.  It was worth every painful minute of what was Bachelor Pad 3 to have witnessed that gem.  Nick, you forever have a place in our Bitchy hearts.

  • Honorable Mention:  William Levy In Dance Pants – Dancing with the Stars Season 14 - Who knew men’s dance pants could look
    The never before seen mechanic dance number

    The never before seen mechanic dance number

    soooo good?  No really, it takes a lot to make those things look sexy… Think Michael Flatley.  Yeah, that’s what we’re talking about.  Well, we learned with the 14th season of DWTS that Mr. William Levy has A LOT to offer in the filling things out category.  Add to that his Latin swagger and the Winey Bitches are ready with our remotes to pause and rewind like we’re looking for the second shooter on the grassy knoll.  We would also be remiss not to give a shout out to his partner Cheryl Burke for her fantastic wardrobe choices.  Way to work to your strengths and leverage his assets.  

Jump The Shark Season:  Real Housewives of New Jersey

I'll snack on your soul if you don't give me my own show

I’ll snack on your soul if you don’t give me my own show

We’re not really sure if Teresa managed to single-handedly destroy a show, or her brother’s Tarzan references became too much for us to take, or maybe it was  Joe Guidice calling his wife a C-bomb while talking dirty his girlfriend – er, rather a business partner – that killed it for us but even our love for all thing Caroline couldn’t save this season.  It was just exhaustingly mean-spirited with almost zero redeeming moments.  In short, it sucked.  Straight-up sucked.  Sorry, we don’t really enjoy an entire season of Joe Gorga telling us how crazy his sister is.  Tell us something we don’t know, Joe.

Least Compelling Cast Addition:  Yolanda Foster – Real Housewives of Beverly Hills

Neither McKayla nor Yolanda are amused.

Neither McKayla nor Yolanda are amused.

While we love a woman who just works out every day and plucks petals from her garden for her dinner parties (um, not), Yolanda just hasn’t brought any real excitement to the Hills.  We had to look for the funny with this one and drag poor McKayla into the mix just to give ourselves something to chuckle about.  I mean would it have killed her to give us at least one juicy Behind-The-Music-esque story?  There needs to be a little something to hook these Winey Bitches.  So while we really want to like you, Yolanda, right now you’re just extra typing for our tired hands…. though that is a most impressive veggie fridge.

Most Awkward Moment in Reality:  Doug Clerget and Emily Maynard’s First (And Final) Kiss – The Bachelorette

Here's the thing... I need you to leave.

Oh Dear, this is awkward… Thanks for the kiss, but I need you to leave.

Oh man, I don’t remember a more awkward kiss outside of a middle school dance.  Poor Doug finally grew a pair and went in for his long overdue smooch just as Ems was trying to find the right words to kick him to the curb.  It was with that pathetic dismissal that a giant wamp-wamp rose up, echoed through the alleys of Prague and reverberated around the rest of the world.  We were fans of Doug and were sad to see him go, but it is the Bachelorette and at this stage she’s expecting to get to second base, not to just be stepping up to the plate.  However, we do still love Doug and love that he is actually doing some good in this crazy world, so we’re sharing a link to his charity, Dollar Per Month.  It’s a great way to make a little donation go a long way.  Check it out…. after you’re finished reading this post, of course.

  • it's the stripper version of the awkward kiss

    It’s the stripper version of the awkward kiss

    Honorable Mention:  Jamie Otis & Ben Flajnik’s Almost First Kiss- The Bachelor - Jamie Otis’s attempt at a lap dance/kiss with Ben Flapjack only succeeded in making viewers cringe in discomfort.  We all collectively began yelling at our screens for her to “For the love of all things great and small please stop!!”.  Sadly she did not, and we all learned the valuable lesson that a lap dance does not, in fact, save a date.  Oh, if only they would bring back those PSAs and avoid the same embarrassment for other girls across America.

Best Reality Couple:  Heidi Dillon and Pam Martin – Big Rich Texas

Memories... light the corners of my mind...

Memories… light the corners of my mind…

 

While not a couple per se, these two ladies are the best duo reality TV had going.  We’re sad they decided their day-to-day lives were more relevant and opted out.  Many nights we waited patiently, but none too quietly, hoping one of the ladies would finally make a surprise appearance, but sadly no.  We’ll try our best to fill the void with champagne, tiaras and sass… We miss you ladies!!

Worst Reality Couple: Slade Smiley & Gretchen Rossi, Real Housewives of Orange County 

How have you not dumped me yet?

How have you not dumped me yet?

We’re sure there are plenty of viable arguments as to why another couple should be winning this award, but this is our blog so we make the final decision.  And this final decision is based on the fact that we just can’t stand Slade.  Period.  His foray into stand-up comedy in lieu of an actual paying job certainly didn’t do much to bolster our opinion either.  Add to the fact that it didn’t really seem like Gretchen was his biggest fan this past season either, we can’t wrap our brains around why these two are still together.  And why we have to, therefore, be subjected to the torture.

Best Facial Overhaul:  Lea Black – Real Housewives of Miami

What surgery?

What surgery?

So, Ms. Black claims no work has been done on her face since a neck tuck years ago and yet came back in Season 2 looking rather “refreshed” since we last saw her.  So, either she’s lying about having work done or she sold her soul for the porcelain skin of a 12-year-old… You be the judge

Most Misdiagnosed Women’s Health Issue:   Kalyn’s Stress UTI – Big Rich Texas

Leslie's so dumb that I bet I can feed her some made-up story about my illness and score a sweater out of the deal.

Leslie’s so dumb that I bet I can feed her some made-up story about my illness and score a sweater out of the deal.

We’re still scratching our heads over how anyone bought Kalyn’s story about getting a UTI from the stress Whitney’s been causing her.  I mean we are talking about Leslie, but still, that was just straight-up nonsense.  Well, I guess when you’re good at shoveling shit…

Worst Cover-up in Housewives History:  Luann De LessepsReal Housewives of New York

Remember last night when you didn't come home with me?

Remember last night when you didn’t come home with me?

Unfortunately, we wish we were talking about Kenya’s “Gone With The Wind Fabulous” cover-up or Phaedra’s “Barely There Fishnet Donkey-Booty-Flaunting” would-be cover-up.  Even Nixon’s attempt at a coverup was better than our favorite ex-Countess LuAnn’s “nothing to see over here but a group of Italians” cover up of her little something-something in St. Barths with Tomas, aka: The Poor Man’s Johnny Depp.  Not only was the story ridiculous, but thinking that speaking in French was going to throw off the folks at Bravo really put the nail in your “you’re not really that dumb, are you?” coffin.  I wouldn’t recommend a career as a secret agent.   Maybe it’s best you stick to your awesome one-liners and spare us your attempted subterfuge.

Most Upsetting Behavior By An Octogenarian:  George Teichner (Father of Aviva Drescher), Real Housewives of New York

I call this my little motor boat.

I call this my little motor boat.

We haven’t had this many cringe-worthy moments since we met Joe Gorga.  Then we realized George is Joe in 40-ish years.  But seriously, is there anything less attractive than a pervy old man hitting on young girls by waving around his money and his viagra?  Or more cliche for that matter?  We mean if Sonja “I’m So Horny & Lonely That I’ll Take LuAnn’s Sloppy Seconds” Morgan won’t even consider the offer, you’re a special kind of slimy.  Every time this guy was on camera, we were afraid of what would come out of his mouth, including his tongue.  Not to mention the permanent mental scars we now have thanks to Granpappy Perv’s game of “That’s Not A Roll of Quarters In My Pants” that we had to witness.  Ugh, just typing the words makes us queasy.  Let’s just hope Aviva is smart enough to keep George and his little blue pills tucked far away next season.

Worst Retool Of A Show - America’s Next Top Model

The new guard - Tyra, Kelly, Rob & Johnny.

The new guard – Tyra, Kelly, Rob & Johnny.

Let’s be honest, firing The Jays and Nigel wasn’t going to please many longtime fans of the show, but The CW was more interested in bringing back the hordes of fans that had gotten tired of Tyra’s many personalities and lame tie-ins to her Modelland book.  And while we won’t say that Rob, Kelly & Johnny didn’t do a good job on their own merits, the whole show was so convoluted between the social networking, the girl coming back, the college scholarships and moving it to Friday nights, we spent most of the season trying to figure out what was going on…. or not bothering at all seeing as how it was the lowest rated season in the show’s history.  Look, we just want pretty faces, in pretty clothes, taking pretty pictures.  Leave the user-generated commentary on YouTube – or this blog – where it belongs.  Seriously, all this nonsense is just fuel for Naomi Campbell, whose new modeling show with Nigel Barker should be called “There’s A New Bitch In Charge, Tyra, And Her Name I Naomi.”  But I guess “The Face” fits better on a t-shirt.

Biggest Example Of Why Tragically Hip Just Means Tragic: Chantal Chadwick – Gallery Girls

This is my sexy intellectual look.  I practice in the mirror all the time.

This is my sexy intellectual look. I practice in the mirror all the time.

Here’s the thing, when your raging against the machine becomes as cliche as the actual machine, you might want to change things up.  Gallery Girl’s Chantal Chadwick danced onto our TVs this year as the poster child for what happens when the tragically hip drink far too much of their own Kool-Aid… Oh sorry, they’d never drink that… of their organic wheatgrass shot with a vodka chaser.  She spent the season being more concerned about her pinot noir being French than she did worrying about her electric bill being paid at her place of business, because actual hard work is so not her style.  Being blase, however, is.  It was all we could do to not fly to New York just to shake some sense into her, but then we realized that investing that kind of energy, money & time into her is so not our style.  Being winos, however, is.

Bottom Line:  Well, we could go on and on and on here with the awards, but honestly, we’d rather hear from you.  What award would you give out this year?  Let us know!  We really want to hear your thoughts.  Thanks again for a great 2012.  Please be safe out there and we’ll see you next year!

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Screw You, Gravity.

Face YogaRachel:  There’s that moment in every woman’s life when she comes to the harsh realization that time is indeed marching on… across her face.  My moment came crashing down on me this week like a Wile E Coyote anvil.  It’s happening, people.  I am losing the battle with gravity.  I had already conceded the win to gravity in the battle with my ass.  I was hoping it would give me a small reprieve when it came to my face.  Not so much.  In fact, its assault on my body is ruthless and unrelenting.  I’m pretty sure I’m going to wake up any day now and find 75% of my skin around my ankles.

Oh it’s not that I haven’t noticed any signs of aging – I’m not that naive or blind – but maybe I’ve been in denial about what is truly happening north of my neck.  And maybe that lovely girl blowing my hair dry last week – the one that told me I looked a decade-plus younger than I am – was just fishing for a better tip.  But my visit to the esthetician for a facial woke me from my Cybil-Shepherd-with-a-filtered-lens dream.  Who knew that when I purchased that deal on Living Social that I was getting a discount on bad news?

I thought the worst part of my visit was going to be the 40 minutes I had to wait because the “computer” screwed up their schedule.  (What did we blame for our disorganization before computers?)  Oh, how wrong I was.  As I finally settled in for some TLC for my visage, my esthetician started the requisite “Let’s see what we have here.” overview.  You know when they take the 1000x’s magnifier and tsk tsk you as your skin rats you out for of all the bad things you’ve ever done to it.  Yeah yeah, I know.  Sun damage on my nose.  Lines on my lips from too many years of smoking (For the record, I’m 6 years nicotine- free).  And yes, I still count glasses of wine as part of my required fluid intake so I expected to hear about dehydration and the importance of drinking water.  But I didn’t expect to hear, “Oh, we’ve got some loose skin here.” as she ran her fingers over my cheeks.  I’ll be honest, I’m sure she used more professional language than that, but that’s what I heard, and that’s all I heard, as visions of Droopy Dog danced around my head.  Gravity’s now turned its attention to my cheeks.  Bastard.

But the steam and the aromatherapy and the cleansing lulled me back into denial.  That is until the beating began… That’s right, she starting slapping at my cheeks as if to scare them into submission.  Turtle it right back up into tautness.  Begone you jowls from Hell!  I’m pretty sure I looked a lot like this.  It was alarming.  It was unsettling.  It was amazing!  I couldn’t believe it.  I actually looked like a younger version of myself as I walked out that door into the bright Florida sunshine.  Take that, gravity!  I am a facial ninja and I have beaten you at your own game!

But then… morning came.  And whilst I slept, secure in my victory, gravity snuck in under cover of night and undid all the do.  Yes, I woke to find the sag once again.  This time, I couldn’t ignore it.  There it was, mocking me.  Using the shadows from the overhead lights as a weapon of mass destruction of my confidence.  I know I shouldn’t be so vain with all that is going on in the world.  Blah blah blah…  But you know what, I’m mad.  I’m mad as hell and I’m not gonna take it anymore!

That’s right, gravity.  I’m coming for you with my weapon of mass destruction and thy name is face yoga!  You heard me.  I saw Ranjana Khan on Real Housewives of New York and she looks amazing.  And she looks amazing because of face yoga.  And probably some very expensive facial products, but that’s neither here nor there.  It’s my turn now!  I’m gonna fish pucker my face back ten years!  I’m gonna yawn with such exaggeration that people are going to call me the Marty McFly of dewlaps!  Oh it’s happening… just as soon as I figure out exactly how it works.  In the meantime, I think I’ll drink some water…

Real Housewives of New York Season 5, Reunion Part 2

One Sentence Summary:  The ladies are back to face the music being sung in the key of Andy Cohen.

You hear what that bitch said?

My Thoughts:

Rachel:  OK, the quest to try and catch up on everything we missed last week continues with my quick overview of the RHONY Reunion Part 2.  I have to admit that I’m watching all these shows with the “I’d rather be in Paris” filter.  Yes, the hangover from vacation is still present and will probably remain in effect for quite some time.  Just fair warning.  So when I can’t seem to muster up the energy to make yet another crack on Aviva’s neuroses, you’ll know it’s because I’m dreaming of unpasteurized cheese.  And with that…

We start out with a little Yo Ho Ho in the form of Tomas and his pirate booty.  Oh, I can’t wait to hear Luann spin this one.  Seems she & Jacques made it through and are still together though he declined to be on the show tonight.  I don’t blame him.  Who wants to defend that?  Luann says nothing happened other than her getting a ride home from Tomas.  Well, that may be true.  I guess it just depends on your definition of getting a “ride”.  Andy isn’t really buying her story but she’s sticking to it.  Ramona says that Luann loves her men and she doesn’t do open relationships.  Uh, if you’re going to go there, Ramona, you’re going to have to defend it.  But in true Ramona fashion, she drops a bomb and then wants the subject changed.  Bottom line though is that Luann lied and she’s been spending her time crawling her way out.

And in other news of the horny, time to revisit Sonja’s sexcapades.  Seems she is fessing up to taking a spin on the Pirates of the Caribbean ride.  Andy wants to know if the “backdoor entry” accusations are true.  Sonja pretends to not know what the means and talks about a walk in the garden.  Wow, the room if rife with innuendo.  Let’s just ask a question straight up, why don’t we?  But Sonja’s not giving it up… for a change.  Oh and here’s the question we’ve all been waiting for… Why does Aviva care so much about Sonja’s sex life, especially in light of her father’s behavior?  Yes, please tell us, Aviva.  She says she doesn’t care.  Andy corrects her.  She says it was because she had a different idea of a girls’ trip.  Yeah no, you were just being a self-righteous bitch.  Sorry.  Then Andy tries to get Ramonja to admit to girl love.  Oh come on, there’s enough to be salacious about without going there…

… like Granpappy Perv.  Ack, do we have to relive this nightmare?  Apparently,

Raise your hand if you want George banned from the show!

we do.  Aviva says, that while her father might be inappropriate, he is kind.  So, when she calls Sonja low-class it’s about how she treats other people.  This woman needs to buy a dictionary.  Carole says that George breaks all the rules of widow/widower dating.  I think George breaks any and all rules of dating period.  And taste.  Asked again about her two sets of standards, Aviva gives us yet another BS story about why she’s a hypocrite.  OK, that was my word, not hers.  Let’s all be honest here.  She hates her dad’s behavior as much as she hates it on Sonja, but she can take it out on Sonja in a way she can’t with her dad, so Sonja becomes the brunt of her hostility.  That’s $100 for the therapy session.  I take cash only.

Time for Toastergate… I love that Sonja just pulled a posterboard out with her name with an underlined “j”.  I mean really?  That’s ridiculous.  And it’s insulting. Thank you, Andy, for trying to explain that to her, but I’m guessing you’re wasting your breath.  Yep, you are.  Did she really just say the toaster oven doesn’t fit in the box?  It’s a prototype, you jack-ass.  You deal with that when you  mock it up for the printer.  Well, we can’t really expect Sonja to suddenly become a businesswoman – whether or not she likes to play one on TV.

As for Sonja’s finances, she is selling the home in France and filed Chapter 11 to give herself some time to pay off the $7MM judgement against her.  I still can’t wrap my head around what it must feel like to be in debt that much money to someone.  She is also now speaking to her ex… though we don’t really know what that means.  She’s a bit of a loon, but I do feel sympathy for her situation.

And now we revisit the demise of the Aviva-Ramona alliance.  Just watching it again makes me think what a Fruit Loop Aviva is.  She really lives in an ivory tower and expects that the world will kowtow to her, her neuroses and her leg.  If you don’t want to be treated differently Aviva, then stop singling yourself out as different and superior and smarter…  You get the point.  Basically just STFU.  And really Andy Cohen?  Are you really going to defend Granpappy Perv?  He was out of line at Ramona’s charity.  He had no business being there.  And there is zero way he showed up simply out of the goodness of his heart.  I seriously can’t stand, Aviva.  Cannot stand her… as she now explains that her mother died of alcoholism.  So again, your issues with your family are being taken out on the women.  Good lord woman, check yourself into long-term therapy and leave everyone alone.  Have I mentioned that I can’t stand her?

I only drink this much every day.

And with that, Andy asks the other women if they think Ramona has a drinking problem.  What Ramona has is an Andy problem.  She is sick of the same line of questioning every year and would like him to find a new topic to pick on her with. Go Ramona… Did I just say that?  It is getting old.  But for the record, the girls don’t think she has a problem.

Random questions:  Yes, Sonja needs interns.  I have to work on getting myself a few of those.  Would it be creepy if I trolled a college campus… Yeah, don’t answer that.  Yes, Carole dated George Clooney.  I’m assuming it was before the lip blow-up.  Gawd, that is terrible looking.  Aviva was a run-away bride.  That is true.  And it has nothing to do with a pre-nup.

Time for Andy to try and broker a kumbaya moment.  Haven’t I made everyone feel better about their issues coming in?  He gets silence and a no from Ramona.  Well, there’s that.  Not that the VP of Bravo has to worry about them feeling better about their situation, you know, since he is the one actually in control of their situation.  Just ask Jill Zarin…

Bottom Line:  

Rachel:  Well, that was rather tame when you consider what went down in New Jersey.  Still can’t stand Aviva.  But I’ll miss their crazy.  And let’s just say I’m super pissed that I missed the WWHL with Jill Zarin.  Anyone see it?  Worth finding online?

Photos:  bravotv.com

Real Housewives of New York Season 5, Reunion Part 1

One Sentence Summary:  The ladies are back to face the music being sung in the key of Andy Cohen.

No no, I can totally do this without Pinot Grigio

My Thoughts:

Rachel:  So, I heard Andy Cohen being interviewed on Anderson Cooper this morning – I love me that silver fox – and he said that tonight’s reunion is like a tall fizzy cocktail compared to the New Jersey reunion.  I can’t tell you how happy that made me hearing that.  I don’t think my fragile constitution can handle another hour of women screaming over one another without stopping for air.  Stop snickering!  I am too fragile!  OK, I’m not but it sounds better for the story if I play it that way.  Anywho, I have no doubt that Aviva is going to stir the pot and it’s going to get loud, but these women have far less of a decibel issue than the NJ ladies and I love them for it.  I also love that they can say their peace in 2 episodes instead of 3.  Just please promise Granpappy Perv isn’t going to make an appearance.  I actually am too fragile for that.

Melissa: I can’t believe the ladies are already over.  I can’t say my brain doesn’t breathe a little sigh of relief knowing doggedly reliving every moment of the St. Barths drama is almost a thing of the past.  Mostly, I want to be done, because let’s be honest, never in my career of watching my NY ladies have I been forced to side with the Ramonacoaster… I can’t have that!  Now, let’s move on.

And So It Begins… 

Do I forgive Aviva? Are you really going to spend the entire reunion asking me stupid questions?

Rachel’s What Happened:  Time to get this train rolling out of the station.  It is not lost on me that they’re filming in an homage to money, a Finance Museum.  They might as well be playing “Material Girl” in the background.  We start with the obligatory “hellos” and I am keenly aware that it’s the Old Guard on one couch and the New Guard on the other.  Battle lines are drawn, Bravo style.

Andy pitches the first pitch and it’s a softball; Heather’s use of the world “Holla!” Andy asks if she regrets it.  She does not.  It was an organic thing for her.  LuAnn doesn’t quite understand what it means & I can’t quite understand how she’s really never heard anyone say “holla”.  But the ladies help her out by explaining that it’s a street thing.  I find it hilarious that these women even think they’re remotely authorities on street culture.  You’re sitting in a bank museum in outfits that cost more than most people’s weekly incomes.  Maybe even monthly.  But hey, that’s just Heather doing Heather.  Can’t hold her back.  Holla!

That was stimulating.  What’s next?  A weather report?  Oh, we’re getting right into it now, are we?  Andy wants to know if Aviva & Ramona have spoken.  Nope.  Ramona is confident that she gave Aviva the appropriate apology… twice.  She’s done.  Can’t say as I blame her.

Melissa:  UGH, so can we move away from the holla now?  Yes Heather, because you’re so “street”.  Really, I adore Heather, but hearing “holla” makes me flash to Vanilla Ice.  Don’t get me wrong, I’ll “Ice Ice Baby” with the best of them, but it just sounds ridiculous.  Geez Ramona, why do you need to pretend you didn’t hear Andy ask you about Aviva?  Come on, act like an adult. Though I do love the old school vs. new with the Housewives on the sofa tonight.

The Royal Wars

Why are you asking me if I’m allergic to bees? No, I didn’t get stung in my mouth.

Rachel’s What Happened:  Carole agreed to come on the show, because as a journalist, she’s attracted to spectacle.  Well, then you made a stellar choice.  She’s also an observer and this forced her out of her comfort zone.  Yeah, I’d say a transcontinental trip outside that zone.  This show was her guilty pleasure.  But she doesn’t get away with her segment so easily.  Nope, time to pick the royal scab that is LuAnn’s need to compete with the princess.  BTW, LuAnn’s hair is fab.  I think she looks amazing.

So after we see the montage of all of Carole’s little digs, LuAnn lets her know that she doesn’t like to be spoken about behind her back.  That’s not behavior becoming a princess.  But apparently all her chatter about Ramona behind her back is behavior becoming a Countess?  Carole doesn’t really take it all that seriously & was poking fun, though she finds the Native American humor to be distasteful.  LuAnn was just trying to make light of it and throw it back on Carole because she knew Carole was picking on her.  I believe that is considered “bringing it” in street lingo.  Just trying to keep up with these cool kids.

Now, it’s time to discuss LuAnn’s trip to the Khans’ warehouse & her “friend jumping” according to Carole.  LuAnn says there was no part of her that asked to borrow clothes.  She did offer to wear them in a magazine if Naeem would want her to.  I mean she knows she’s not Michelle Obama – and I do find it amusing that she was hurt Carole told her she wasn’t on the same level – but she is a kind of celebrity.  You know, I’m not sure what the big deal is.  If Naeem doesn’t want her in his clothes, he won’t send any over.  I’m also not sure why Carole thought putting collagen in her upper lip was a good idea.  She looks like she got stung by a bee.  But we’re going to sit here and bicker about clothes some more.  Carole doesn’t borrow clothes.  The rest of the ladies do.  Oh come on, this all so petty.  They’re freaking dresses.  She didn’t ask to borrow someone’s child.  And what is Heather getting all finger waggitude about?  Aviva said it was about possessiveness over a friend, not dresses, in reference to Carole. LuAnn liked that explanation, which pisses Heather off.  She seems to think it’s about her answer and is now on a tangent about LuAnn being bullshit.  Yep, petty petty women.  #richpeoplesproblems  <— That’s how the kids would tag it.  Now who’s the street-est bitch in the room?

We return to Carole talking behind LuAnn’s back after some more unnecessary  yelling from Heather.  Carole says she’s just being funny.  Aviva says she’s so quiet all the time that it’s surprising to people to hear those quips from her.  Sonja says she sounded like a mean girl.  Quite frankly, I find her to be funny and not remotely on the same level as the rest of the mean girls on that stage.  There isn’t a one of them that couldn’t be accused of the same thing.  I mean what else are they going to talk about in their confessionals, if not each other?

Melissa:  HA, I loved the whole one-upper montage.  It was great.  Mostly what I loved is that LuAnn was completely oblivious to it.  I can’t believe we’re having a conversation about borrowing clothes.  Oh snap… “it’s not Vogue honey”.  You know what Carole, I love you!!  You really crack me up with your quippy one liners.  Anyone else not getting ANY parallels to the NJ reunion?  I’m almost feeling like I could nod off with such quiet arguing.

I’m Just Wild About Harry

Raise your hand if you’re part of the Harry Dubin Fan Club!

Rachel’s What Happened:  Time to talk about Aviva’s ex Harry whose sex appeal is still lost on me.   Then again, I don’t date bank books so maybe that’s part of the problem… on so many levels.  Wink wink.  Aviva suddenly has an issue with everyone bringing up Harry because he’s her ex for a reason.  She prefers to not talk about him… ever.  Interesting, you didn’t have any problems with it before you were mad at Ramona & Sonja.  And to Sonja’s point, you even made a grand announcement at dinner at Le Cirque about your having married him there.  Turns out, Aviva is also guilty of going to the papers and bad mouthing Harry.  However, she says it doesn’t count because she was only aswering a question.  Honey, if it gets printed with quotes around it, it counts.  Ask Teresa Guidice.

But after hemming and hawing her way through that one, Aviva finds her hook.  She’s going to make this a woman’s issue.  She & Sonja are both in ugly court cases with their exes, but Aviva would never take Sonja’s ex’s side because she is a “woman’s woman”.  Oh please, Aviva.  Do not try and beat the feminism drum.   Sonja isn’t buying it either.  Next attempt to shut it down:  Aviva would just prefer they don’t discuss the court cases on TV for the sake of the children.  I don’t believe that Aviva is really thinking of the children, but she trips having a good point on that one.

Melissa:  Anyone else want to know why everyone’s so wild about Harry?  Wait, she doesn’t want anyone talking about Harry, yet she’s brought him up throughout the entire season.  Yeah Sonja totally nails it, the night at Le Cirque she announced that 2 people in the room were connected to the restaurant… Referencing her and Harry.

I Have A Phobia About Talking About Phobias

Every one of these phobias is real and I don’t need you to tell me that there’s nothing wrong with green m&ms. I’m telling you that they really do make you horny.

Rachel’s What Happened:  Oh Lord give me strength… Time to discuss Aviva and her phobias.  It gives me anxiety just thinking about all her anxiety.  Is she really  trying to play it off like she’s only afraid of heights and flying?  Give us all a break.  You’re afraid of the wind if it blows the wrong direction.  And you can call you food issues health consciousness, but it’s really you being paranoid about every little thing on this planet trying to harm you.  Oh and here we go again with the story about her leg.  Look, I’m not saying what she went through wasn’t traumatic.  I’m saying it happened 35 years ago.  Let it go.  I put my face through a windshield in a car accident at 19 on my way home from the hospital after injuring my hand that night.  True story.  I’m gonna call that traumatic.  I didn’t lose a body part, but I also didn’t lose the ability to grasp the concept of an “accident”.  I really have zero tolerance or patience for this attention getting nonsense.  And that’s all there is to it.  If she was really traumatized, she’d have gotten therapy and found her own set of coping mechanisms to help her move past it.  But why would she do that when she can create an entire life around it?  She says she doesn’t want to be that person but she doesn’t do boo to change it.

Melissa:  Yes, the leg and phobias… Have a seat, friends.  This is going to be a long segment!  I mean I have some fears:  heights, snakes, confined spaces… but chica takes the cake with her crazy!  Sweet Mary, do I need to hear the leg story again?  I get it was traumatic, but honestly I think this is the 3rd time I’ve heard it.  I’m about done with the flashbacks and the phobias and how they were so traumatic that you carried the grudge around and destroyed your (and everyone else’s)  trip to St. Barths.  Though I find it interesting that you were fine on your balcony in Miami… Remind me again, how did you get there?  Amtrak or drive?  Oh that’s right, you flew.  Must have been a magical plane.

London Calling… Again

Careful there. I ain’t no Holla Back Girl.

Rachel’s What Happened:   Next up, Ramona vs Heather.  Heather is disappointed at how the show ended because she thought they had moved past the drama.  She felt accosted by Ramona & Mario 48 hours after they started filming making it impossible to form a friendship.  Ramona actually concedes that point to Heather.  However, she didn’t like Heather talking behind her back and still thinks her smile was insincere.  But they both agree that they got off on the wrong foot and perhaps were a bit too much alike.  Heather says if London came around again, this time she’d invite Ramona.  You know, now that they have enough of a rapport for Heather to tell her to shut it down when she gets out of line.  So, all is good in the Ramona-Heather chapters of the RHONY diary.  Personally, I think Ramona is saving all her zingers for Aviva.  But I am glad to see that ridiculous war of words come to an end.

Now, let’s move on to the almost-forgotten Ramona vs LuAnn blackmailing incident.  Ah yes, the sinister Ramona trying to blackmail LuAnn about her kids for… wait, what was the ransom again?  Guess it doesn’t matter because LuAnn would like to move forward and that is moving backwards.  How very grown up of you, Countess.  Methinks you are making progress… or trying to cover your tracks because it never really happened.

Melissa:  Poor Heather.  I give you props for having to handle Ramona the way you have.  Why are we back on London?  I mean come on… Ramona hardly acted pleasant enough to want to travel with let alone invite on a business trip.  Oh yeah, I totally forgot about the blackmail between LuAnn and Ramona.  The beginning of the season seems so long ago.

St. Barths

We both know that I’m not sorry, but I really need some of my fans back. Can’t you just play along?

Rachel’s What Happened:  I never thought I’d be sorry to see St. Barths, but here I am.  Cringing at the site of that turquoise water.  Sonja lets out a heavy sigh at the end of the montage, but I almost couldn’t hear it over the giant one escaping my lungs.

When asked about her fight with Ramona & Sonja, Aviva tries to throw an apology their way saying she would understand if they didn’t accept it.  Sonja says she already accepted her apologies twice before only to have Aviva turn around and continue to say vicious things about her.  She’s got you there, Aviva.  Aviva continues to insist her apology is sincere this time and tells Sonja that she did get caught in the crossfire.  Don’t believe her words?  Well, you can bet your bottom dollar there’ll be sun… Just thinkin’ about tomorrow… Oh wait, sorry.  Now Aviva’s quoting Annie songs.  She says the girls can bet their bottom dollar that she’s going to prove her sincerity with her actions.  And they’ll have to agree to disagree on whether or not Aviva said Reid would stay at a hotel prior to her coming to St Barths.  Sonja’s not interested in any of it, but Ramona has something to say.  She opened her heart to Aviva, which is hard for her, and Aviva attacked her like a viper over and over and over.  She hurt her deeply to the point where she felt like she was being verbally abused again by her father.  Dammit, I’m siding with Ramona again.  It makes me very uncomfortable.

Heather jumps in and says that she felt like it was LuAnn who really stirred the pot by saying that they were going to kick Reid out.  Truth!  None of this would have gone down if LuAnn wasn’t trying to distract everyone from Captain Jack & his late-night visit.  Heather also says that the girls were being silly about kicking Reid out (hmm…) and she knows because she was there.  If she thought for a minute that weren’t the case, she would have spoken up.  This starts Aviva down the profuse apology road again.  She’s still not getting a warm reception from the other side of the room. In fact, they say she’s not sorry because even after they filmed and it aired, she was still attacking them on her blog calling them pent-up cougars.  Dayum, Aviva.  What does that make your father?  The girls think she’s just sorry because the viewers turned on her.  Aviva said she felt betrayed.  Ramona says she wasn’t and is ready to move to the next subject.  Aviva keeps trying to spin doctor the situation, but ain’t a lady up on that stage buying what she’s selling.

Andy wonders if seeing her behavior on TV was what really made her realize she needed to apologize.  She said that she realized how unhinged she had become.  Ya think?  Heather says it was a very dark time for Aviva.  Not dark enough to shut her up.  Seems she hasn’t shut up for a moment since the incident happened seeing how she was still trashing Ramona on Twitter just a month ago.  Uh, yeah, so if your behavior was appalling to you, Aviva, perhaps you would have stopped Tweeting about it, though I imagine you were trying to salvage some kind of image for yourself on the hopes that Ramona’s own reputation for being unhinged would precede her.  I believe that one backfired on ya.

Next up, Reid’s comment about the women being overweight.  I would have loved to have heard her really try and talk her way out of that but Sonja decided to commandeer the moment and prattle on about Aviva & Carole being skinny.  Sonja, honey, shhh… LuAnn puts it to rest by calling it a bad joke.  Uh, no.  Not a bad joke.  A douche moment.  And we also get to hear Aviva try and defend her definition of white trash being a great moral failure.  I mean come on, there is nowhere that white trash is defined that way.  This is so awesome.  I’m loving watching her get clocked on every asshole moment she so self-righteously stood by.  She didn’t mean to insult anyone’s skin color.  She meant trashy.  LOL, is that really your excuse?  Oh she’s just a piece of work.  But it’s Ramona that sums it up the best by telling her that she needs a new therapist.  Amen, Ramona. Amen.

And with that, part one comes to an end leaving Aviva on the couch rapidly blinking her eyes in disbelief that she couldn’t finagle her way out of that mess with more grace.

Melissa:   Oy, seriously, I’ve just about gotten over this nightmare.  This really just makes my eye start to twitch again.  There goes Aviva again blaming her behavior on her phobias and how the ladies should have put up a banner that she flew there.  Never mind she’s cool to jet down to Florida for a family get away.  OK Aviva, you got a few points for apologizing, but I still have to side a bit with Ramonacoaster over the way you acted.  DAYUM Aviva… Trying to make a point by calling them pent up cougars?  Um, that goes a little beyond the point.  And YOU, Ramona, just say fine.  You both need to let it go.

Bottom Line:  

Rachel:  That really did feel like a tall fizzy cocktail in comparison to the insanity that was New Jersey.  This is a subtle bitchiness, which is really how I prefer to ingest it.  But we finally get to The Pirate of the Northeastern Caribbean next week and I can hardly wait… Though the Two Winey Bitches are going to be in Paris so we may have to wait… and so might you.  So sorry, but these bitches need a break from those bitches and it needs to happen in a place where there is endless wine & cheese.

Melissa:  Yeah, such a tame night in comparison to NJ… A welcome break if you ask me.  That being said, I think all the juiciness comes next week… YAY!

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