In a desperate attempt to make us appreciate her cleverness, the Real Housewives Of New York star bragged of her blog, “I slay like Beyonce! Who is your THN? #rhony” (Let’s hope that was sarcasm, cause um…. otherwise someone put batshit crazy in Carole’s lemonade.) Inviting viewers to name “‘The Housewife Narcissist’ in each city and win a prize!” resulted in Carole re-tweeting a list which included NeNe Leakes!
Carole didn’t leave all of her barbs to the episode though, she continued to come for Luann after the fact. In her Bravo blog, Carole gave The Countess a new nickname and it is not a very nice one: The Housewife Narcissist. For a writer, that really is not the catchiest or most concise insult, but her message is definitely loud and clear. So why does Carole feel like this is more fitting than acknowledging Luann by name in her write-up?
These women on Real Housewives go through a lot of drama- and then they have to watch it all again on TV and hear what everyone had to say behind their back. So I imagine that makes it pretty difficult to get past an argument with a friend (or even a frienemy). On the latest episode of RHONY, Luann de Lesseps did what she could to make amends with Carole Radziwill, but Carole was not having it. Neither of them felt like they had anything to apologize for so they just agreed to be cordial…supposedly.
Carole made a lot of comments about Luann during the interviews so I guess that agreement was short-lived. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not trying to say that this whole fight should be put on Carole, but they both talked a lot of shit about each other. So they both should have just apologized. At least Luann tried to be civil in the Hamptons, but just like the rest of us fans, she also watched the episode and was caught off guard by Carole‘s comments about her. Luckily for us, we don’t have to wait for the next RHONY reunion to hear what she has to say. Luann put all of her reactions in her Bravo blog this week.
With less than a week to until the premiere of Below Deck Mediterranean, Bravo celebrated with a big bash last night in NYC. The cast members partied it up with some of our other favorite Bravolebrities.
Bethenny told us over and over again how cool her party was supposed to be – hot dogs! s’mores! Moscow Mules! Skinnygirl coffee cups! Yet, there for the grace of ungainliness go John, Dorinda Medley‘s boyfriend, a fetid protrusion who dropped a big old stink over the party, thus ruining it for The Big B. Her poor friend Carole Radziwill was equally besieged – the ghost of Countesses Past trailing her through the party seeking absolution? Resolution? Nah – actually a casually polite conversation.
It was a crisp, cool day and that something in the air was pervasive. I don’t think it was the smell of wienies roasting, but that was happening too (metaphor alert!). Pre-party, Dorinda gave John a Cliffs Notes course on etiquette and ran through How To Apologize flashcards to prepare him for seeing Bethenny, but there is no turning back time there. Some stains just simply will not budge – John apparently being one of them!
The first question from a viewer asks why Carole won’t accept Luann’s apology? “She didn’t apologize and this scene was eight months after she said lots of really nasty stuff, crazy misogynistic stuff.” Andy asks Carole if she said nasty stuff, too? “I didn’t. With these women you need evidence, I wish I had brought all of her Tweets and interviews. It’s one thing to say you don’t like my boyfriend or something but she was age-shaming, she was female-bashing. That kind of misogynistic bullshit. You don’t need to hear it from not only a woman, but someone you considered a friend.”
Carole and Jules had a ‘bonding moment’ over being the two skinniest girls in the room at Dorinda Medley’s bra party, but Carole isn’t buying Jules’ claims that she comes by her thinness naturally! Carole is confused about Jules defense being that she gets her period every day.
“Huh?” wonders Carole. “It’s kind of like hearing a friend you suspect drinks too much say, ‘What? I don’t drink too much, I never even black out.’ Ummm, okay.”