As if the complete cast overhaul on Real Housewives of New York wasn't enough, now someone else appears to be adding her name to the cast roster.
Everyone's favorite completely delusional image consultantAmanda Sanders has dubbed herself the newest cast member. Last week Amanda's website was describing her as the newest castmember, she has since changed it to "appearing on" RHONY probably because Bravo got wind of her false-representation!
On Amanda's personal website she now lists herself as a "distinguished TV personality currently starring on ‘The Real Housewives of New York City’". What exactly is distinguished about showing Harry Dubin your dubin and admitting he doesn't remember you the next morning. Anyway…
I'm going to sound like the biggest old fogey on the planet, but I say it to the young kids all the time (read: the teens and twenty-somethings I used to baby-sit for), "The Internet doesn't go away." That naked picture you sent your boyfriend he swears he deleted? Out there. That video you didn't mean to post of you drinking under age that accidentally made its way to Tumblr because you were too drunk to know better? Still in cyberspace. It's bad enough having to feel generations away from these yahoos (and I'm really not that old!) and their reckless abandon for all things dot.com, but I totally neglected an entirely different dynamic.
It seems that people who are maybe a bit older and not adept in technology need a lesson as well. Case in point? Mario Singer's text messages with his alleged mistress have now been leaked. You know he's thinking, how did that happen? Don't they disappear when I hit send? Nope. Even though it's being reported that Real Housewives of New York star Ramona Singer is attempting to reconcile her ex, she may want reconsider…or at least get on the same text and data plan!
Last night on Real Housewives of New York the ladies took their petty drama and their over-exposed lady parts to the Hamptons. Oh! Oh! And LuAnn de Lesseps appeared. I missed her. Awwww…. Lu – welcome back, weekend mama!
Aviva Drescher has a tagalong no one likes. Because the only tagalongs anyone likes come in a Girl Scout's Cookie box. The other problem of course is that no one likes Aviva and that Amanda cannot hold her liquor or her tongue (seriously there were Brandi Glanville levels of slurring every time that woman spoke last night. I don't know what was droopier her boobs or her articulation!).
Ramona Singer recently filed for divorce from husband Mario Singer when she discovered he was getting cozy with a much-younger blonde socialite!
WelltheReal Housewives of New Yorkstar isn't quite ready to let things go. She is reportedly trying to forgiveMario. He briefly dumped his mistress Kasey Dexter and reports at Page Six state Ramona allowed him to move back into their Upper East Side apartment. The exes were spotted looking "very much together" over dinner on Thursday. This isn't the first time they've been spotted 'on a date' since calling it quits, either.
The other shows on our list saw an increase this week. Most impressive, 2.366 million watchedBasketball Wives L.A., which is a season three high and a whopping 500,000 more views than last week. Teen Mom 2saw a bump up of 300,000 when 2.171 million tuned in to see Jenelle fail a drug test.
Threading through the mean streets of The Big Apple are apparently a whole different set of streets – tunnels perhaps that burrow under the Upper East Side spreading delusions. It's apparently whereAviva Drescher gets her information and her point of view.
We pick up where left off in another one of Aviva's garishly painted rooms where she and Carole are arguing over whether or not they are psycho or writing their own books. According to Aviva, henceforth known as "Avicious," the "word on the street" is that Carole didn't write hers. 'Word on the street,' like the machinations Aviva creates in her mind while walking down the street? Word on the street is also that Carole's fiction book was a flop in need of serious re-writes. Word on the street is also that it takes a village to write a book. Again, that's only the word on Avicious street.