Not surprisingly, Bravo's favorite potty-mouthed Polish beauty has her take on what happened, and she's never one to hold back. Joanna remains vehemently loyal to Lea and is quick to belittle her fiance's feelings in one breath and then praise him with the next. She's exhausting, no?
Last night was the premiere of Oxygen's Preachers of L.A. To be honest, I am not really sure what to think. One guy looks like Billy Dee Williams and used to fancy the angel dust. I swear another one of the ministers is twins with D.J. Drew from Love & Hip Hop. They all drive ridiculously expensive luxury sports cars, and they appear to have more money than God. Pun clearly intended.
I am extremely intrigued by the entire premise of the show. It's likely going to be very controversial, and I apologize in advance if I offend anyone with my attempts to recap–and snark–on a show about men of the cloth.
We are first introduced to Bishop Dietrick Haddon. He describes himself as "a preacher, a pastor, a gospel entertainer, and a Grammy nominee." Impressive! He was called to minister at a young age, and he preached his first sermon at age eleven.
Dietrick married young and went through a contentious divorce. In the midst of the dramatic split, Dietrick relocated from Detroit to Los Angeles where he met Dominique. Soon after they started dating, Dominique became pregnant. Not yet divorced and fathering a child out of wedlock, Dietrick believed he had two strikes against him. Now engaged to Dominique, he is working on making his choir an international success.
They'll be back before you know it! Yes, I'm talking about the less violent but equally ridiculous compared to their counterparts women of Basketball Wives: L.A. VH1 seems to have us in some sort of choke hold with these girls, yet I don't fight it. Odd, I know.
With some new cast members in the mix (and the Sisters Govan departing), hopefully there will be some new excitement in BBW: LA (read: not boring as heck). Not surprisingly, the show's breakout star Draya Michele is all about promoting the series (and herself of course) to whoever will listen.
It's nothing but drama with a capital NeNe "D" as NeNe and Gregg Leakes attempt to make it down the aisle yet again on the Bravo wedding spin-offI Dream Of NeNe. Last night's episode focused on mayjah issues with an obstinate wedding planner, but Gregg's jokes made the whole hour bearable. Pass the Lawry's, won't you?
After instigating the fight to end all fights among her bride-maidzillas in Los Angeles, NeNe has brought Diana, Lexis, and Marlo Hampton together back in Atlanta to work through their issues. Above everything else, these ladies need to know that above all, they are supposed to be supporting the Neenster. It's going really well, I tell ya! NeNe is tired of playing referee between Team Neenster Diana and Team Gregg Lexis.
Marlo then compares Diana's looks to that of a security guard, but quickly covers by saying that Diana has been a security guard for NeNe's friendship. Nice save! NeNe feels badly for her old pal, but she can't help but laugh. Marlo forces Diana to hug it out, and here's hoping the bride-maids can be drama free for at least an episode.
They're not going anywhere, and I, for one, couldn't be more elated happy, happy, happy! The phenomenon that is Duck Dynasty keeps spreading faith, humor, family values, and positivity, and it isn't going anywhere any time soon.
Meanwhile, her sister Kim Kardashian is probably jonesing to get BACK in the public eye with new daughter North. Unfortunately for her, Kanye West doesn't want to have to share his child with the world. Lest we forget, this is not America's baby.
For Khloe, divorce rumors abound on the heels of Lamar's alleged mistresses, drug use, and DUI. According to Extra TV, Khloe has found support in a rapper (Are we seeing a pattern…she marries an NBA player, Kim marries an NBA player? Role reversal!)
That's hot cool. I don't even know what I'm allowed to say anymore. With all these celebrities reality stars trademarking things left and right. Now, the Real Housewives of New York are jumping on the bandwagon.
Ramona Singer, LuAnn deLesseps, and Jill (remembah me?) Zarin have all trademarked their names, as well as some more interesting ideas. What's next? I'll have to drop a dollar in the tip jar every time I type out Pinot Singer? Will I actually have to spend money to buy class?
Suzie reveals to real Tami that she took Lil' Tami with her to confront Tasha. The women find it very fishy that Tasha referred to the women as "angry birds" even though she claimed to not have anything to do with the blog stories. Even after flipping Tasha's hat off of her head, the women decide that it's Suzie who is owed an apology first. Tami always has the little guy's back. She is such a champion for the underdog!
Evelyn has a meeting for her clothing line Vida Lux. It's like loungewear meets the wardrobe department of Kids, Incorporated (you know, back when Fergalicious was just plain ol' Stacey). She's waxing on about patterns and colors and the gap that big bootys create in the waistband of some jeans. Evelyn wants to think international. Her maxi dresses plan to take over the world! Later Suzie calls Evelyn so that she can continue to relive the swat-fest with Tasha.