First up Camille Grammer returns to throw a shopping extravaganza for women’s cancer. As a cancer survivor herself, Camille is well aware that diamonds cure all. Of course, Yolanda Foster manages to upstage Camille’s designer pageant gown (featuring a side cut-out and Jolie slit!) by debuting her all-new pixie cut, but at least Yolanda got herself out of bed. Praise Jesus! Fear not – Camille looked beyond amazing.
The minis were back on last night’s Dance Moms, as was Abby Lee Miller’s unstable behavior. Maddie has been nominated for a People’s Choice Award, and Abby has managed to snag two tickets for herself. Jill whines to Melissa that the entire ALDC should be allowed to attend to support Maddie. Good luck with that, Jill! The veteran moms need to stay behind to insult the mini-moms and grill potential newbie Jeannie with her three dancing daughters Coco, Rihanna, and Kaylee. Jeannie has been personally invited by Abby, so of course the moms are immediately wary of her.
Luckily, Ashlee takes some of the heat off Jeannie by interrogating Melissa about Maddiequitting the team. A frazzled, eye-rolling Melissa is quick to deny the rumors, although she looks very much like the cat who ate the canary! Melissa swears that Maddie will never leave the ALDC, but she can’t even keep a straight face as she says it. Abby enters sporting her normal hot-rollered head, warning the remaining mini-moms about how amazing Jeannie’s daughters are in the dance world.
Pre-party Lala, who knows everyone hates her, is having massive anxiety about what to wear and how to act. Especially because James Kennedy, the littlest weasel at SUR, informed Lala that Kristen called her a “ratchet whorebag.” Hilariously Lala turns to Scheana Marie for advice on how not to look like a “whorebag” – Lala is OK with the ratchet part. Scheana, hilariously, advises her to dress as if she’s meeting someone’s mother – which means keep it classy. Scheana isn’t too devoted to Lala’s concerns however, because OF COURSE she has her own issues to worry about, like why Ariana Madix is keeping her distance!
For Kandi and Todd it has been a shocking couple of years filled with extreme ups (getting married, finally getting pregnant) and extreme downs (Mama Joyce, Todd’s mother Sharon passing away unexpectedly, and Kandi losing her friendship to Phaedra). A year after Sharon’s death, with Kandi having only 5 weeks to go until baby Ace arrives, they visit Sharon’s grave. Her tombstone reads, “A great mother and the life of the party.”
After returning from her visit with Apollo, Phaedra is in the mood to do something fun and festive. She decides to celebrate the holidays by throwing an over-the-top Christmas party. I do love Dwight and his undercover shade.
Now that Emily is preggers, she’s taking a break from being Right Cheek and sticking to managing Bri Barlup‘s career as Left Cheek. Emily has been getting a lot of bookings and gets a request for an appearance by the remaining Cheek, PLUS The Tiny Twins! Emily thinks Bri should take the opportunity to expand their brand, but also because it’s in Savannah and they could make it into a weekend at the beach by inviting the rest of the girls.
Bri has her doubts, remembering what happened last time they worked with Andrea and Amanda Salinas.Emily persuades Bri by giving her permission to blame everything on Emily if it goes badly. Just kidding – they would so blame the twins, and joke about who would be responsible if the weekend is a disaster. Little did they know the Twins and the Cheeks would be the least of anyone’s concerns!
In addition to a season-long theme of babies,Little Women: LA seems to be all about theme parties of late. And this episode, no surprise, serves up a little more of both! When Jasmine Sorge announces plans to throw Briana Renee’s bachelorette party in Mexico, responses are mixed – as expected. But the poop really hits the fan at Christy McGinity Gibel’s housewarming party, where a newcomer joins the group, and the controversial bachelorette announcement is made.
Last week, we were left at the OBGYN’s office, where Elena Gant and Preston were just about to receive the news they’re having twins. (Kind of a moot point since we’ve known this info for two weeks!) Elena is told she’ll likely need a C-section, that the twins are fraternal, and she will have a high risk pregnancy. Because the twins are fraternal, they may not only differ in gender – they may also differ in all of their genetic makeup: i.e., one average sized baby and one little baby. Too soon to tell any of this, but for now, Elena and Preston are thrilled. Yay, babies! Wishing them the best.
With every new episode of Mob Wives, we’re one week closer to the series’ end. It’s time, especially in light of the crushing loss of Big Ang. I find it’s even more time to call it quits when we get a brief preview of the ugliness to come later in the episode before VH1 flashes back to what leads up to the insanity. It’s Drita D’avanzo versus Karen Gravano as newbies Marissa Jade and Brittany Fogarty to go at it. Lovely. We’re transported back to two days prior as Karen, Carla Facciolo, and Marissa descend on Renee Graziano’s ballroom dance recital. If only the entire episode could focus on Renee’s lighthearted new hobby. Renee crushes it and is grateful for her friends’ support.
Drita goes to check on Ang who is happy to be cancer free but still struggling through the recovery from her surgery. Drita then unloads on Ang about Karen talking smack about Marissa and her boyfriend and Karen and Drita and Lee and all the drama. Ang reveals that Marissa denies saying that Karen ever said anything, claiming that Drita has selective hearing. Drita erupts into a volcano of cursing and bleeping, and Drita and Ang agree that Karen, Marissa, Drita, and Brittany need to have a sit down. Ang can’t be sure, but if she had to guess, she thinks that Marissa is stirring the pot just a bit. God, I love Ang, but she’s holding the spoon here too, although I believe she has the best of intentions.
Courtney Stodden and Krista Keller are such an extreme level of dysfunction it’s practically nullified the other moms/daughters, uniting them in their shared astonishment at the of f–ked uppityness. Everyone overtly gawks at the crazy. The collective question everyone wants an answer to: Why would Krista would allow her 16-year-old daughter to marry a 51-year-old? No one gets a straight answer, just a lot of subterfuge and obfuscation around the point.