Good gracious. Part One of the Love & Hip Hop Atlanta reunion took a lot out of me. Mona Scott-Young is mediating…if you can even call it that, but the lady looks really good. I didn’t recognize her! I guess I shouldn’t be shocked that she’s ready to stir the pot!
We begin with a montage of the season. It’s much easier to watch in a quick recap than it was to watch every week. I know the regular readers will agree! I’m most excited to see how all things Stevie J. will pan out at this reunion. I have a feeling I’m going to be incredibly disappointed. These women, save one or two, have absolutely no shame. None. Nada. Zero shame. It’s sad, but it’s certainly entertaining at least.
Finally, the episode we’ve been waiting for all season–the last one! Last night was the season finale of the scripted train wreck that is Love & Hip Hop Atlanta.
Lil’ Scrappy goes to visit Erica Dixon, and she doesn’t trust him. Erica doesn’t think he can be loyal. He claims that Shay is a friend, but Erica knows she’s just a “slut bucket.” Loves it! She just wants them to be friends and be great co-parents to their daughter. Scrappy professes his love and apologizes for being “a little wild,” but he ultimately agrees that the pair needs to focus on their daughter. If they make it work down the road, he’ll be thrilled, but right now he can be patient.
Last night’s Love & Hip Hop Atlanta began where last week’s left off…with a butt whupping session from Joseline mid-therapy. Once they get her under control, Mimi Faust admits that she lied about staying with Stevie J. just to see Joseline’s reaction. Joseline going crazy with jealousy confirms Mimi’s suspicions that Stevie is still seeing Joseline…despite what he’s told her. The therapist questions Mimi’s intentions, and she says she just wants Stevie to leave her alone. After hearing all of Stevie’s lies, she’s now interested in Joseline’s side of the story.
Joseline is teary-eyed talking about her lonely childhood. She admits that she didn’t know much about Mimi because Stevie only referred to her as his baby mama. Had she known they were still together, Joseline never would have started things with Stevie. Um, yes she would have–it was clearly in the script!
Oh, Love & Hip Hop Atlanta! You rose to a new high last night…or did you sink to a new low? It’s so very hard to tell!
Stevie J. and Mimi Faust take their precious daughter to the park. I initially think that Mimi is overwhelmed with Stevie’s attempt at family time, but Mimi doesn’t trust him as far as she can throw him. I’d say “good for her” but I doubt this will last long. Stevie proposes that he, Mimi, and Joseline all go to counseling together. What? He has some major cajones. Of course, he could sell milk to a cow, and he has Mimi considering the session.
No, no, no, no, no and NO. NO. I can’t. It’s just…wow. So allow me to preface before I get to the meat of this story, I am not a big Olympic watcher for games past. I know, how very un-American. However, after being chastised repeatedly by people for choosing Friends reruns over past opening ceremonies, I dedicated myself to watching every last event London had to offer. I’ve watched boxing, I caught the kayaking prelims, I was out of my seat for volleyball matches, I have almost thrown my laptop when seeing spoilers. It’s been ah-mazing.
Of course, everyone is always all about gymnastics and the swimming. Oh, the swimming. Sure I knew who Michael Phelps was, but who knew he had a teammate who was as easy on the eyes as Ryan Lochte? Sure, when he talks he may not sound like the sharpest tool in the shed, but oh, those baby blues! So imagine my shock/horror/dismay/sadness/insert drmatic word here when I was stalking him online and found out that he may or may not be seeing K. Michelle. Yes, that K. Michelle. Of train wreck Love & Hip Hop: Atlanta fame. That one. Gahhh!
Mimi wears a fabulous dress to visit K. Michelle in the studio. She reveals to K. Michelle that she dumped Stevie’s belongings in his friend’s driveway, and she wants the pair to get counseling. K. Michelle wants to know if Mimi hopes that counseling will rekindle the couple’s relationship or just allow them to co-parent. Mimi explains that she just wants counseling so the couple can be in the same room together. Something tells me she’s talking tougher than she actually feels. K. Michelle shares her new song with Mimi that was inspired by Mimi’s struggles. Wow, it’s quite the literal interpretation of Mimi’s issues. I’m a tad worried that Mimi will be offended, but she loves the rendition.
If you didn’t think the scripted drama of VH1′s train wreck Love & Hip Hop Atlanta could get any more ridiculous, you would be sorely mistaken!
It seems that Mona Scott-Young knows how to create situations that will no doubt end in fighting, drink throwing, and weave ripping. As if there wasn’t enough friction between the ladies and gents already cast, it’s rumored that she will be bringing in some new blood (and getting rid of a perceived dud) for the second season of the craziness. Wait, the show’s been green lighted for a second season? Oh, great!
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Buckle up! Last night was yet another crazy episode of Love & Hip Hop Atlanta. I am really going to miss these ladies when the season ends.
We start–where else?–with Joseline wearing the most ridiculous “outfit” for a photo shoot. She looks like a mermaid Beyonce in drag. There is a lot going on to say the least. Stevie J. arrives and he’s not feeling her ensemble. Perhaps he wants her to dress more patriotic like himself. He immediately goes off on her for texting his baby mama. She has a name! I mean, how hard is it to say, “Did you text Mimi?” Joseline calls Mimi Faust a b*tch, and Stevie doesn’t like her disrespecting his family. He storms out of the photo shoot. Joseline goes back to her posing.
Momma Dee and Shay meet for lunch. Shay knows she needs to tread lightly and get on Momma Dee’s good side so she can grow her relationship with Lil’ Scrappy. Momma Dee is very happy that her son is with Shay, and she warns Shay that she may have to check Erica Dixon at some point. She says they can either act like ladies or handle it with some gangsta sh**. I have a feeling Momma Dee hopes it’s the latter.