One Sentence Summary: Joyce and Brandi call a very shaky truce.
Rachel: Like our friends on this show, I’m running out of new things to talk about, mostly because they’ve run out of new things to talk about. It’s the same stories every week… Brandi vs. Joyce: The Battle Of The Attention Seeking Models. Carlton loves all things kinky sex. Lisa is far too busy for pettiness. Kim wants to marry her dog. Yolanda was very sick but maintained manners throughout her battle. And Kyle… is Kyle. Did I miss anything? Didn’t think so. But I’m slammed this week so let’s just get to it so I can get back to the other job that keeps me living in the lap of poverty.
Tweet My Wiener
The Richards girls discuss etiquette and manners
Rachel: Kyle, Kim and Kim Jr. go for a day of beauty before Jr.’s graduation party. Talk to turns to waxing of the privates and it seems the Richards girls cannot bring themselves to say the word vagina. Kyle thinks it’s gross. Really? If you can’t say it, you can’t wax it. I believe that’s the rule. Kim calls it her wiener… which explains a lot. Kyle calls it a tweeter, but that was ruined by Twitter. Girls, get a grip and please grow the fuck up. It’s not a cute look. Even your kids are horrified.
One Sentence Summary: Brandi vs Joyce continues as Team Brandi starts to waver.
Are her 15 minutes over yet?
Rachel: Is it safe to come out from under my blankets yet or are they still fighting? It’s hard to balance a wine glass under here and it’s getting hot. But it’s certainly far more peaceful. Her’s a thought. Maybe it’s time for a Brandi Intervention. I mean I know she’s sad about her dog, but this behavior was happening before her dog ran away. I partially blame the people that bought and read her book. You gave her money and validated her insanity. Now, look where that’s gotten us. Please don’t buy the next one. I implore you. Don’t. Maybe she’ll go away then. Wishes do come true if you believe hard enough, you know.
Grumble In The Jungle
When all else fails, cry.
Rachel: Ack, it’s not over. All I hear is noise. Well, noise and Brandi telling Michael to go fuck himself and to shut the fuck up, because she doesn’t have a husband to defend her. Gee, wonder why. Maybe if you hadn’t shit all over your real estate agent boyfriend, he might be sitting next to you getting your back. Continue reading
One Sentence Summary: The incessant fighting continues because no one has ball-gagged Brandi yet.
No more Pageant Joyce. This Joyce means business.
Rachel: Catch-up day continues with the RHOBH. I’m dreading this. The fighting this season is out of control and 90% of it can be attributed to Brandi. Can we please be done with her? Please! I’m begging. And I don’t beg. Well… unless there’s wine in play. I know there were a lot of you out there that got a kick out of Brandi’s loose cannon of a mouth and found it entertaining. What say you now? You can’t tell me you still think she’s funny, can you? She’s a fucking nightmare. And you know, I don’t drop the f-bomb as frequently as my PIC so I must be serious. I’m actually at the point where just the sight of her gives me hives. Her deep and meaningful relationship with Botox isn’t helping either. For such a pretty girl, she really is rather ugly. And here I go delving into two hours of her and her idiocy. So, if there’s anyone out there that can justify her behavior so as to not make me want to claw out my eyes, I’m all ears. Seriously, lay it on me.
Quick Recap of Episode 8
Rachel: Yolanda and her veggie fridge are hosting a dinner party, so she heads to a the flower shop to make her own arrangements. Clearly, she can do it better than the professional. You mean there aren’t enough flowers in her backyard? But she’s a Dutch girl so flowers are her thing. Meanwhile, Joyce and her hubby get sushi & she tells him how rude the girls were in Palm Springs. And by girls, she means Brandi… who is searching her hood for her dog. The whole crew shows up… minus Joyce and Carlton. Guess the kiss wasn’t that good. Brandi told her kids that her assistant, whom she fired, lost their dog. What a bitch. Whoever Continue reading
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Tagged Beverly Hills, Brandi Glanville, canadian tenors, Carlton Gebbia, david foster, Joyce Giraud de Ohoven, Kim Richards, Kyle Richards, Lisa Vanderpump, RHOBH, Wine, Yolanda Foster
One Sentence Summary: The girls find peace in Palm Springs until bad news sets it off yet again.
Rachel: Jesus, here we go again. I’m not sure I’m mentally prepared to go back into that lion’s den that is Palm Springs. I mean I just came home from seeing the Nutcracker and am feeling rather serene and happy. And if you’ve ever read this blog before, you know this is not a common sensation for me. So yeah, I’m not sure I want it wrecked by Brandi’s inability to not stay stupid shit and Kyle’s inability to not be an asshole. But sadly, I have an inability to turn away from a train wreck so I’m gonna stop bitching and press play.
I Know You Are, But What Am I?
You’ve made me defend Kyle. I hope you’re happy.
Rachel: Aaaaand we’re back in Palm Springs where the tension between Yolanda & Kyle has been escalated by Brandi calling Kyle a crazy asshole. Even Lisa thinks that’s out of line and that lady is not trying to defend anyone in the Richards family. Someone needs to pull the plug on Brandi or shove a cork in her. Anything. She’s really an embarrassment right now. She thinks her kids were Continue reading
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Tagged Beverly Hills, Brandi Glanville, Carlton Gebbia, Joyce Giraud de Ohoven, Kim Richards, Kyle Richards, Lisa Vanderpump, RHOBH, two finger trick, Wine, Yolanda Foster