The leaves may be falling, but Shady Sunday is coming back again this Fall, with new seasons of The Real Housewives of Atlanta and Married To Medicine debuting Sunday, November 6! Bravo announced the premiere date this week, along with confirmation on who’s coming back – and what they will be sharing with us in the months to come.
Real Housewives of Atlanta season 9 will see a return of the same cast we know and love, with one notable upgrade: Sheree Whitfield is back as a full time housewife, ya’ll! Who gon’ check her BOO? Two snaps in a circle for that. Snap, and a snap. It’s Sheree’s first time holding a peach since season 4. Though hinted at heavily during the off season, NeNe Leakes is not currently on the Housewife roster (nor is Kim Zolciak) but we all know she will likely poke her head in front of the camera for a scene or two.
While sitting up in first class Porsha fainted, which prompted the attendants to request the help of any doctors on board. One of the three docs who rushed to help had a sugar pill, which did the trick. Porsha’s sister Lauren told TMZ that she suffers from fainting spells now and again due to low blood sugar issues.
It’s photo roundup time again! See which of your favorite reality stars were seen out and about this week.Heather and Terry Dubrow brought their girls along to the Elizabeth Glaser Pediatric AIDS Foundation event. Also at the event: Tori Spelling, Dean McDermott and their kids.
Kim Kardashian looked better than usual in a white bump-hugging Valentino dress at the InStyle Awards while Caitlyn Jenner stepped out for Logo TV’s ‘Beautiful As I Want To Be’ web series launch party.
Happy Monday morning!(?) We’re kicking things off with a little peek at some of the best and worst reality TV star fashions from the past few days! On Sunday night Porsha Williams, Heidi Klum and Padma Lakshmi attended the Primetime Emmy Awards
NeNe Leakes attended the 2015 Entertainment Weekly Pre-Emmy Party at Fig & Olive Melrose Place. Lisa Vanderpump stepped out for the MTAC 2015 Art Festival at The Autry National Center.
It’s finally Friday! And we have an all new reality TV star sighting gallery for you! Above: Farrah Abraham checks out merchandise during Magic Convention at the Las Vegas Convention Center. Also at the Magic Convention was Snooki showing off her latest designs for her clothing line ‘SnookiLove by Double Zero.’
In the gallery you’ll find Heidi Klum attending the “America’s Got Talent” post-show red carpet at Radio City Music Hall in NYC.
So – part 3 of the Real Housewives Of Atlanta reunion, did anyone ask themselves: What the hell did I just watch? I hope it wasn’t just me.
Honestly I have no idea what was even going on except NeNe Leakes was reenacting Sybil with multiple personalities – she was ragey, and laughing, and cagey, yelling, crying, being open, being sympathetic – Lord I need Dr. Jeff to sit next to me on a sofa and stroke my hand. Help me, Dr. Jeff, help me! #ThisAintPhaedra
But first Peter Thomas gets his moment in the sun. He’s been waiting; a peach sitting ripening in the sun until it turned rotten and fell to the earth, but finally someone noticed it – its pit poking through the wrinkled, moldy skin. Kenya Moore and NeNe are yelling about whether or not NeNe flirted with Peter, so finally someone decided to ask Peter, who was inevitably siting right there. Peter denied it, but managed to turned it into a diatribe about how Kenya deserves a million apologies for being wrongly judged by these women because they believed she was flirting with Apollo.
This is the story all about how, Real Housewives Of Atlanta got turned upside down. And I’d like to take a minute – just sit right there – to tell you how I became the princess of an African who isn’t really there.
In Hotlanta born and raised, married to money, living in debt was where I spent most of my days. Fillin’ out maxin out AmEx all cool and starting gossip outside The Bailey School. When a couple of unmarrieds who were up to no good started making trouble in my Housewives hood. I got in one little affair with an African, the bitches got loud and said I’m stealing your crown.
I yelled and threatened day after day, to drag her MISS- WHO-S-A title down in shame. So I packed my Firkin and sent us all on plane. Buzzin’ on moscato and throwing’ out shade, I snapped a pic on my iPhone, and said, “I might as well tweet it, but the friendships still fake.’