We resume with Basketball Wives where we seem to every week…with a fight involving Evelyn Lozada. Shoeless (we all know what that means, don’t we Kenya Bell?), she steps across the table to get to Jenn Williams who has just been smacked by her friend Nia. Evelyn takes a flying leap off the table into the arms of a waiting production team bouncer. I would ask when will these ladies ever learn, but I’m pretty sure the answer is “Never.” But I will ask, when will these venues stop letting these kooks film their show at their places?
Evelyn wants Jennifer dead for thinking she’s better than Nia. How dare Jenn call Nia a “bum b*tch?” Evelyn wreaks havoc on a plant while Jenn watches. Nia calls out Jenn for having celebrity friends. Tami Roman can’t even regain control of the situation. She’s confused. Jenn decides it’s time to leave, and Evelyn beaks down in tears because you don’t judge a b*tch. You nevah evah judge a b*tch, ya hear? Gracious. Kesha Nichols leaves with Jenn, and she asks if the attack was expected. Kesha should know by now that outbursts are par for the course with these “ladies.”
On last night’s Mob Wives, everyone shockingly got along. There were no brawls, no altercations, and a relatively small amount of drama. What’s going on, ladies?
Renee Graziano and Ramona Rizzo head to lunch, where Renee finally realizes that she needs to stop throwing a pity party for herself. She doesn’t want Junior Pagan to have that kind of power of her after his shady dealings. Ramona reveals that the feds obtained a search warrant for Joe’s house and have confiscated all of her jewelry from the home. It’s over 200k worth of baubles, and Ramona is beyond upset about the hoops she will have to jump through to have it returned.
Karen Gravano is anticipating the release of Mob Daughters and she is going to have a big party, including media, red carpet, the works. Karen is nervous about the potential questions the book could generate, but she is very excited about the venue.
Big Ang is excited about the holidays, especially for her sister Janine’s Christmas party at her massive home. Renee is looking good and arrives ready to have fun. Drita D’Avanzo shows up and is awe of Janine’s house. Of course, Renee wants to get to the bottom of Carla Facciolo implying that Renee knew Junior was a rat. Both Drita and Big Ang are defending Carla because they don’t think she meant any harm. Renee is finally ready to listen to reason, and Big Ang is grateful. She just wants to have a fun party!
Drita and Carla go shopping for jewelry for Carla’s niece’s sweet sixteen party. Drita relays to Carla how crazy Renee went over hearing Carla’s comment from Karen. Carla is so tired of how sensitive Renee is being, and she can’t believe Karen didn’t convey the context in which her statement was said. Drita tries to play peacekeeper, but it seems like it’s going to be a lost cause.
Ramona has a meeting with Joe’s attorney. She wants to get her jewelry back…although she doesn’t seem to care about her children’s birth certificates which were stored with the jewelry. He tells her that her possessions are likely in a vault in Texas. Not only are many of the pieces expensive, but they have sentimental value. Ramona is livid.
Carla and Renee meet for coffee to hash out their differences. Carla is beyond angry that Renee would ever believe that Carla thought that way about her. She basically goes on off on Renee for not coming to her first. Carla is also shocked when Renee takes responsibility for making the assumption, and all is well (for now) with their friendship.
Ramona, Karen, and Big Ang are taking belly dancing lessons. Big Ang can’t get the moves down, and Ramona blames her massively huge breasts for her lack of balance. Karen isn’t getting the hang of it either. She blames her preoccupation on the fact that some of the victims are trying to boycott her book. She is just trying to tell the story of her life. Ramona believes it must be difficult for all parties involved. Ya think?
Drita has a cute scene with her youngest daughter. Her four-year-old is the week’s star student, and Drita surprises her daughter by announcing she’s going to get a puppy. Her daughter is thrilled, but Drita isn’t too keen on naming a dog “Sparkles.”
Must everything about Basketball Wives be messy? And must twitter usually be the cause? After introducing her love, Dezmon Briscoe, on Monday night’s episode, all hell broke loose in Twitterverse for Royce Reed. After Dezmon’s baby mama, Christina Nero, tweeted, “I swear I almost threw up watching bbw fake a$s relationship” and revealed that Dezmon had been sending her “freaky texts,” Royce was adamant she was a liar. What a difference a few days make!
In the midst of the drama, Dezmon tweeted, “baby mama wanna be messy so I’ll clean it up. I sent the messages she posted …To be on her good side because she has my son.” Fair enough, right? He later apologized to his beloved in the intimate and sincere way possible…again via Twitter. “I could of handled the situation better,” he tweets. “I’m still wrong and I wanna apologize to @Roycelr because she don’t deserve that. Love you.” Awww…
While Royce is no doubt humiliated, she tweeted, “I was lied 2 and stood by it. Gonna take a lot more than THAT 4 forgiveness…My heart is broken….y the hell send it just 2 appease sum1” She makes a very valid point, no?
Even in her VH1 blog, Royce is truly mad…but is it directed at the correct person? She has posted pictures of her and Dezmon in happier times and posts an open letter to his baby mama. Yikes! She writes:
“At the end of the day” (Jen voice) he will not be with her. So the rant she went on and my responses change nothing for her life. Not only do I look like a fool in love, but she looks like a bitter, jealous and angry “Baby Momma.” That’s worse. Fact is, they were never an item. They were never a couple. But for just under a year, she has been angry that he has been with me…I’m sure she wonders why she was never “the one” to marry but just “the one” to do before he met me.
Surely she has some equally harsh words for the dude who actually started this, right? Well, maybe “harsh” isn’t the right word. I realize that relationships are complicated, and no one really knows the full story, but Royce has an admitted history of blurred vision when it comes to men. Is history repeating itself? She continues:
Do I think Dezmon loves me? Yes! Do I think what he did was wrong? Absolutely. Are we done…forever? Honestly, I don’t know. Readers can say I’m dumb if I go back, but with relationships come mistakes. I was lied to and lesson learned…I entertained it on Twitter. I let the drama get to me despite being told to ignore it. That was my immaturity in this experience coming out. I admit that. Yes, I’m embarrassed, humiliated and broken. But I’m strong. Regardless of what happens I will be okay. Do I love him? Yes. Is that enough to stay? At this point, no.
If I have learned anything from this site, it’s that Bethenny Frankel elicits very strong emotions from people. You either love her or you hate her…or you’re some strange, atypical weirdo who is totally indifferent to her. I fall into that last category. She makes a mean margarita though, and I’d kill for her wardrobe (most of the time).
The Bravo star recently sat down with Self to give tips on everything under the sun. Seriously. She talks about sex, yoga, acid washed jeans (don’t wear ’em!), and being rude to Clinique saleswomen the importance of having your make-up professionally done. Of course, given that it’s a women’s health magazine, she also shares her healthy habits and dishes on her perceived marital breakdown.
Oh Chris Harrison…I have no doubt that you are the most moral, most ethical, most handsome host of any reality debacle, and, as such, any lawsuit against anything with which you may be remotely involved, needs to be escorted to a limo and ugly cry all the way back to the airport.
As you all have heard, there is a suit pending against the most dramatic show ever for never hiring minority applicants. Looking back over past seasons, they may actually be on to something! However, Bachelor producers are no longer staying mum about the accusations according to wetpaint.com.
Warner Horizon, the parent company of the modern day fame whore love connection, released a statement citing, “This complaint is baseless and without merit. We have had various participants of color throughout the series’ history, and the producers have been consistently — and publicly — vocal about seeking diverse candidates for both programs.” The statement goes on to say that producers will “continue to seek out participants of color” for the franchise.
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We’re getting down there in numbers as far as this season’s American Idol is concerned. Ryan Seacrest reveals that Wednesday’s show garnered 53 million votes, which is a record for the season. The remaining seven perform a group number, and I have to say that these are not my favorite…although I do love Fox’s excessive use of balloons in the opening number.
After the necessary product placement for Ford, Ryan engages in witty banter with the final seven. He asks Hollie about how last week’s save of Jessica has affected the relationships with the remaining singers. She gives a politically correct answer before she and Joshua are called to the stage. After Joshua’s two songs on Wednesday, JLo calls him “beautiful” while Randy Jackson touts him as one of the most gifted singers ever to grace the AI stage. Steven Tyler believes Joshua climbed inside him…in a good way.
Hollie channeled Adele. While the judges loved it, and I am no critic, I stand firm that it’s always a bad idea to try to recreate a song which is still popular…and sung by someone so revered in such a small amount of (American pop culture) time. I loved her “Son of a Preacher Man” rendition, but I don’t think she can hold a candle to Adele, so she shouldn’t have even forced the comparison. Jimmy is pulling for Joshua, while he thinks Hollie has improved. Joshua is safe while Hollie finds herself the first in the bottom three.
Taylor Hicks crawls out of that bar I once saw him at in Birmingham to announce he’s got a Vegas tour in the works. Sure you do…and I am a big fan of THicks. He also introduces recent Idol winner Kris Allen who debuts a new mediocre song. The next two up for results are Skylar and Elise. Skylar rocked a country version of Lady Gaga’s “Born This Way” and I think Gaga herself would be proud. Her rendition of “Heard It Through the Grapevine” was just as impressive. Elise is from my home state, so I am glad that she garnered love from JLo and Steven Tyler...but I am not her biggest fan. Loved Skylar, liked Elise in a “I hate people get voted off this show” sort of way. Ryan informs Elise that she must join Hollie in the bottom three.
After Model Jay was sent packing last week, the division between the men and the women was as evident as ever on last night’s Survivor. Troyzan knows he’s likely next on the chopping block. He gets in a verbal altercation with Alicia after Christina didn’t keep her word to him. From here on out, it’s Troyzan versus the world!
Troyzan is so peeved, and he likens the women to gold-digging divorcees. He perks up considerably when he finds cash in the tree-mail. The tribe learns that they will be able to use their money at an auction. Each teammate has $500, and each bid must be in $20 increments. Tribe members may not pool their money. Jeff Probst recommends that if someone sees something they like, they should bid immediately as the auction could end at any time.
The first items up for bid are some frosted donuts and iced coffee. For a mere $160, Chelsea wins it. Kat starts the bidding for chips, guacamole, and a margarita at one hundred smackers. She and Sabrina get into a bidding war, with Sabrina takes a long swig of that margarita for the low price of four hundred dollars. A protein shake and some bananas are next…Lief wins after again bidding against Kat. I think she just wants to buy something, regardless of what it is. Alicia bids $20 for a shower with shampoo and a toothbrush, but Kim takes it for forty. The tribe watches as she slips out of her skivvies and starts brushing her teeth.
Christina bids $40 on a BLT with an iced tea. Kat immediately counters with one hundred dollars. I am really starting to get the feeling she doesn’t know how this works. She ends up paying $180 for the sandwich. A hot ticket item is next—peanut butter and chocolate. Kim leaves her shower, covered in soap, to outbid Alicia. She snacks on her peanut butter from the shower. Everyone gets teary when Jeff announces a letter from home is up next. I bet Sabrina is second guessing her $400 tequila shot right about now. Alicia opens and closes the bidding with all her money. I guess she grew a heart when Colton left! Everyone who has their full pot can purchase their letter. Tarzan can barely talk when he goes to retrieve his letter.
Dance Moms: Miami is still living up to its initial hype, for me at least. I love the Victor/Angel good cop/bad cop dynamic, and once again, the dancers prove that they are way more capable of maturity, class, and kindness than their bat poo crazy mothers.
We resume with the ever ominous list. Even though the group out-performed everyone, it’s not enough for Victor and Angel. Despite a second place finish, Lucas is on top. A proud Kimmy takes the second spot for remembering choreography, and, more importantly, having the least crazy mother. Even though Sammy placed first in the solo performance, she’s in the third position. A smug Sammy is confused. Jessi’s mother is already crying knowing her daughter’s near the bottom. Victor reminds her that a reputation takes a second to destroy and months to rebuild. Remember that, poor sport! Debi is upset that Hannah had her best dance yet but still ends up at the bottom.
The crew is heading back to California. How do I become the child of a Dance Mom? I would like to traipse around the country each week, despite my fear of flying. Lucas and Kimmy are granted solos. Sammy is given a solo by Victor, accompanied by harsh words from Angel. Neither Jessi nor Hannah will be dancing solos. The group dance is a deep, contemporary number based in each dancers’ insecurities.
Angel is shocked at how nice the moms are being towards one another. He cites that there must have been a special on booze at the liquor store. Man, I love him. Of course, by nice, he means the mothers are passive aggressively complimenting their counterparts…make that their counterparts’ children. Victor and Angel tap into the crews’ insecurities. Are they licensed therapists? The kids are crying about how small and ugly and imperfect they feel, and it pretty much all goes straight back to how their moms behave. The moms are proud…yet Susan thinks that Sammy isn’t quite deserving a three-run solo. Even the normally calm Bridgette calls out Abby on her cockiness surrounding her daughter. So basically, the insecurity exercise works on the kids, yet it ignites the moms. The moms, sans Abby, go to on a group bathroom outing, which all girls know is code for major gossip time.
The troupe practices purging their insecurities through dance. After Debi was excited to see Abby finally treated as the outsider, she is perturbed to see Bridgette approaching Abby to apologize. Bridgette is convinced that Debi manipulated the women to find fault with Abby, mother to Sammy, who, may I remind you, is a child and also Debi’s nemesis—not Debi’s daughter’s nemesis, but Debi’s nemesis. The only issue Hannah and Sammy seem to have is that their mothers want them to hate each other.