VH1's most drama-filled series of wacky ridiculousness is back, and this season we've got some new players. Lord help us all! Last night was the much anticipated premiere of the second season of Love & Hip Hop Atlanta, and it did not disappoint. Stevie J is just as creepy as usual, Benzino's head is still far too big for his body, and the ladies are all still making pretty horrible life choices. Well, all the ladies except for Joseline Hernandez…she's too busy keeping it real—real crazy!
The episode starts with a full on shower scene starring Mimi Faust. As she primps for the day, she admits to cleaning house, and I assume she means both literally and figuratively. Of course, Mimi walks out of the bathroom and Stevie J and their daughter in bed together. Mimi explains that it's not what viewers think. She crashed at Stevie's the night before and Joseline (who lives there) stormed in and disrespected little Eva. As the former couple cuddles in bed, they discuss the previous night's events, Mimi tells Stevie that she doesn't want Joseline around her daughter. It's settled. Mimi will start staying at Stevie's house to serve as Joseline repellent. She's not ready to commit to him just yet…she'll just live with him in the meantime. Way to be strong, Mimi!
Erica Dixon and Lil' Scrappy are living together and planning their wedding, but Erica wants him to cut down on his swag. According to him, his swag is at the tenth level, while Erica believes his labels need to be on a budget. Scrappy spends $2000 a month on clothing, but he's willing to compromise on a wardrobe budget of $1200…sometimes. Am I wrong, or was he behind on child support last season? Is a Gucci label more important than providing for his child?
The season of Love & Hip Hop Atlanta may be over, but the drama for one cast member is just heating up in the form a multi-million dollar lawsuit.
As you recall, on the show K. Michelle often spoke emotionally spoke of a past abusive relationship with her record producer that skewed her view on men and gave her a reputation for being unhinged in the business. While she never named her alleged abuser, it is well-known in the hip-hop world that K. Michelle had a volatile relationship with ex Memphitz Wright. Now the record producer has filed a defamation suit against K. Michelle wanting millions in damages.
These people are never going to go away are they? Last night was the second half of the Love & Hip Hop Atlanta reunion. It was basically two sets of screaming love triangles with smug and sometimes unintelligible men at the center. Needless to say, Mona Scott-Young loved it!
We resume with the infamous love triangle among this crazy cast of characters. Mona asks StevieJ. point blank if he and Joseline are still together. After some beating around the bush, he tells her that they are no longer seeing each other. Joseline laughs, saying that she was only using Stevie for sex and money anyway–she doesn't need the headache that comes with seeing Stevie. Mona revisits the three-way therapy session. Mimi Faust is very defensive when she tells Mona that she was just trying to keep her family together when she agreed to counseling. When Stevie implies that Mimi was only with him for his money, she goes ballistic, and he smugly puts on his sunglasses and leans back on the couch. He has got to have some kind of major personality disorder, right? At least we have some Joseline one-liners to break up the swearing.
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!