Honestly I don’t know what to say about last night’s Real Housewives Of Atlanta. Sorry this is late by the way – I was re-playing the ‘Glen Gets Slammed Into The Wall’ scene on repeat until dawn.
Somewhere Glen Rice Jr. turned to the very dark side. Either he’s a drunk, rude, out of control jerk; or he’s a rude, out of control jerk, but alcohol (+ Kenya Moore?) made things worse!
I think we can ALL agree we’re not getting the whole story from Bravo. Based on the women’s reactions, Glen’s 0-60 psychosis, plus the 3 mobile refrigerator units that appeared out of nowhere to practice their sumo skills on Glen and living room wall, I’d say some serious SERIOUS information got lost on the editing floor. Right next to Porsha Williams‘ couth, dignity, and trophy wife status! (Did she REALLY admit to a golden shower on television last night? Really?!)
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 lives with us. And we would not have it any other way. Here’s a roundup of some of our favorite snapshots and selfies from this week. Enjoy.
Sheree Whitfield is gonna go ‘head and brush her shoulders off when it comes to newcomer Tammy McCall-Browning’s comments. One of the OGs of Real Housewives of Atlanta, Sheree is no novice at navigating the ins and outs of backstabbing. But when it comes to Tammy, who is “best friends” with Sheree’s ex-husband (Bob Whitfield), Sheree’s stance is basically: #AintNobodyGotTimeFoDat.
In response to her thoughts on Tammy’sassertion about her “questionable” marriage to Bob, Sheree responds, “To be honest, Tammy doesn’t know me, so her opinions regarding me (to which she’s entitled) aren’t a concern of mine. They don’t matter… I’m sorry, and who were we talking about again?” (LOL!)
In a bizarre twist of well, everything Real Housewives Of Atlanta has stood for these long seasons,Kenya Moore and Porsha Williams planned the trip together. As co-conspirators.
The fight on the boat was a reality check for these two, so despite their constant animosity, Kenya and Porsha decided to come together to plan a re-do of Cynthia Bailey‘s redone bachelorette party. Or whatever because Cynthia and Peachter are just great now. So uh… congrats!
In her new blog, Sheree shares her feelings on Cynthia and Porshabrawling on TV. “I was honestly taken aback for a minute. It’s so unfortunate that in this day and age these grown women took it this far on national TV for the world to continue to judge us. None of us are perfect, I get it! We all are a work in progress, and hopefully they will learn from this and learn to deal with conflict in a much better way.”
But first, Kandi explained why she called out Kenya at her own unity brunch, “I just wanted her to recognize her faults. She loves to call out everyone else’s, and for some reason she doesn’t think or realize that she does that. She says I’m always against her and I pick sides, but that’s not true. Right is right, and wrong is wrong. No matter who it is. That’s how I feel and I don’t have a problem saying it.” I bet most viewers also didn’t have a problem with her saying it. 😉
Yeah, I don’t know who escalatedCynthia Bailey and Porsha Williams‘ fight, but one thing I do know is that I’m super, ultra relieved it doesn’t appear the fallout will drag on all season, and into the next, and into the next, and into the next until I contemplate throwing them both overboard into Lake Lanier, Atlanta’s unofficial morgue, without a lifejacket, so they are stuck fending for themselves amid the ghosts. Well, at least Phaedra Parks said there were ghosts in that lake.
Anyway, to briefly recap Fight Float, there are “fake as f–k” women causing “fake as f–k fights,” there are fingers in faces, then fingers being grabbed, there is Porsha starting to stand-straddle? (adjusting her position?) – I don’t know – over Cynthia’s lawn chair. Then all of the sudden Cynthia kicks Porsha in the crotchal region! Shocking, yes. But I was mostly relieved no one’s pants burst because, holy crap, I would not be getting all acrobatic and ‘Hi-Yah! Housewives’ in pants that tight!