You know, I often think that if we normal people would just ignore all things Kardashian, the family would slowly fade into obscurity. Of course, I realize the irony of me wishing this would happen while blogging about them. I also realize it is never going to happen if non-normal (read: wacky celebs and "news correspondents") people keep giving them the time of day.
That said, I have an announcement to make. I am now watching Good Morning America for the first time ever. I don't know why I waited this long as I think George Stephanopoulos is hot, and I adore Amy Robach. The TODAY Show is dead to me. I'm sorry, Al Roker. I'll always think highly of you, as I know the show stripped you of extra time with your best pal Ann Curry, but to Matt Lauer (I blame you for Ann!) and the rest of the morning show's cronies, I say, for shame. (P.S. I still heart you, Willie Geist!)
Geez Louise! It seems like lately all it takes for Kelsey Grammer to prove he's a giant bag of ouche-day is for him to just open open his mouth. He is definitely getting back at ex-wife and Real Housewives of Beverly Hills star Camille for that cross-dressing comment, isn't he?
After visiting with Oprah Winfrey where he debunked any rumors that he was anything but all man in the bedroom, Kelsey then spoke with Conan O'Brien about how he wasn't getting any from Camille in said bedroom…or anywhere else in their gaggle of pricey homes for that matter. When will celebrities learn that this isn't really the stuff we commoners want to hear?
Last night's Flipping Out was my big fat Greek disaster when Jenni enlists Jeff to help her plan the events in Chicago. He does a better job at counting her pennies than picking out place settings.
Jeff Lewis loves pitting Zoila Chavez against Lupe. He enlists boyfriend Gage Edward to help him drive The Zoila crazy. It is priceless. Later Jeff and Jenni Pulos head out to work on a project, and he gets freaked out when she makes eye contact with a homeless guy outside of the car. The duo meet with Jeanne Shaw, a repeat client whose home they are upgrading. Jeff is freaking out that Jenni has yet to send out her Save the Dates, so he and Jeanne needle her about her jam packed wedding weekend. Jeff loves working with Jeanne because he's often able to convince her to make more changes than she initially planned. Money isn't really an object though as Jeanne is married to the lead singer of Styx.
Last night was the season finale of Dance Moms with an explosive competition. Abby Lee Miller was meaner than normal, Candy Apple Cathy's laugh grated on my last nerve, and Kelly contemplated pulling her girls from the Abby Lee Dance Company for good.
The girls are headed to Beverly Hills 90210 for Nationals. I think the moms are more excited than the kids. Melissa clearly wants some Brandon Walsh action! The bottom of the pyramid is Paige, thanks to her injury and forgetfulness, Nia for not being sharp enough, Chloe for coming in sixth overall, and Kendall for being good, but not good enough. Jill is livid. Brooke is on the second level. Abby touts her amazing job but calls her lazy. MacKenzie joins Brooke for forgetting part of her dance. Maddie makes her way back to the top of the pyramid.
Who in the Housewives franchise doesn't want to be the next Bethenny Frankel? I beg of you to find one woman schilling flavored box wine or t-shirts that doesn't consider the "end in sight' to be something Bethenny related. I'm just shocked that the newest member of the club who wants to one-up Bethenny is the original Housewife jump-off into legitimate business deals…that's right. I'm referring to NeNe Leakes.
The Real Housewives of Atlanta cast mate who has become more famous for her sit-com stints than her tacky one-liners on RHOA wants her own talk show. I guess it was only a matter of time, but gracious, Neenster! You have actually achieved more success commercially than all of your counterparts combined. Why are you now setting your sights on daytime television?
Oh gracious. Would I be totally remiss to suggest that maybe Real Housewives of Beverly Hills'Brandi Glanville and her nemesis/frenemy/mistress turned wife of her ex-husband LeAnn Rimes could possibly in cahoots to get twice the attention? I mean, first LeAnn checks into rehab because she loses a Twitter battle (Lindsay Lohan, take note) to Brandi's zombie followers, and the next thing you know, there is a rumor circulating that the real reason for the former singer's "exhaustion and anxiety" is that LeAnn's hubby Eddie Cibrian is cheating on his current wife with his former wife. Follow? I don't blame you.
If you think about it, it's truly a diabolical plan, and it benefits both of them. Brandi gets to enact her revenge on her skeezy husband and his homewrecking new wife, while LeAnn finally appears oh-so-slightly sympathetic. Kind of. If you can over look the fact that she got into a Twitter war with commoners. So no, not really. At all.
The women of Basketball Wives L.A. are back and are as unhinged as ever. At least a few of them are actual wives though, so it is an easier premise to swallow than its original counterpart…sort of. All of the original players are back it appears, although Imani Showalter is missing from the credits and she is replaced by Brooke Bailey.
The show begins with a discussion between Wacky Jackie Christie and her long suffering time spouse and confidante Doug. Jackie is worried about her daughter. After the death of mother, she allowed her daughter to stay in Washington. Jackie isn't sure how well she'll handle this whole "being independent" thing. Doug reveals that Jackie's daughter has texted him a few times, and he thinks she's doing just fine. Jackie starts rationalizing in a way that only Jackie can, blabbering on about sisterhoods and bonds and how easy it is for her to admit when she's wrong. Jackie is ready to apologize to her co-stars, and she has come to the conclusion that she just can't help people who don't want to be helped…and that is all she was trying to do. Again, sort of.