I don’t mean to be negative but compared to previous seasons this one was kind of weak sauce, no? I mean, Fabellini has more sparkle than last night’s finale did. And dare I say it, it’s far less tacky!
Really - what could possibly be more tacky than having your boobs, butt, and midriff hangout at a charity fashion show for children with cancer?! Oh wait – trying to start a fight at one… while your boobs threaten to pop out of your Posche clearance special gown! When you get a reputation for running out of stores without paying for the clothes, I suppose you get stuck with the Posche end of the season leftover sale! Pass the Dunkin’ Donuts – the twins and their DDs are out to play.
“So, you ask? Why? Why do I share my story? Good question…” For Amber there really isn’t any other option than to share the true story of her life – and that, of course, includes cancer. And with a platform like RHONJ and Bravo to educate people, it turns out that is why Amber continues to speak out about The Cancer.
Our favorite reality TV stars cannot get enough of the spotlight during their regularly scheduled time slots, so they take to social media to share even more of their daily lives with us. And we love them for it! Here’s a roundup of some of our favorite photos from this week! Enjoy!
Above:Andy Cohen shared, “I finally met Phaedra‘s son, Ayden, today! We made a Lego Empire State Building!”
According to the lore of Victoria, or in my mind the defacto law of New Jersey, TerESa’s husband RinoAprea was telling tales that he hooked up with his MILF-y mother-in-law Santa and that is why he and Teressssssa divorced. Teresssssssa and sister Nicole Napolitano have been wishy-washy about denying the rumor, but finally came out and said it’s absolutely not true.
Who exactly was Teresa gossiping about it to, again? Dina Manzo? I mean, if you’re gonna blame anyone, blame Rino – he’s the one who told the story to begin with! I guess everyone is afraid to blame Victoria!
Jacqueline Laurita is back and she’s hasn’t changed a bit – still bringing both the maturity and the class! She’s slurping wine through a straw and getting as my husband calls it “loadie” (drunkboots). So loadie she forgets how many kids she has… And we all know what happens when Cacklin’-Jacqueline gets tipsy: drunk lips, sink ships! Or in this case drunk lips, might mean mob hits.
“Florida… let me start by reminding you I was there to celebrate being five years cancer free! Did I ever mention that I was diagnosed with breast cancer? Just in case you missed it. We had just had one hell of a scare and I wanted to go to Florida to celebrate,” Amber shares. “Jim wanted to celebrate also, but was not at all happy about my choice of venue, but as a good hubby, he came along.”