Tinsley Mortimer departed from the Real Housewives of New York to chase her fairytale
delusions fantasies with Scott Kluth in Chicago. And it was going well — they were engaged and had puppies that they treated more like children. And then, the fantasy fell apart when the two called off their engagement earlier this month.
The RHONY It-Girl left EVERYTHING to be with the Coupon King — her home, her friends and her job. And now it seems like it was all for nothing and she was apparently “blindsided” by the split. Meanwhile, Scott claims they’ve been over for months and Tins wasn’t getting the memo. Honestly, I could see both sides, but Tinsley did pull out some receipts from Valentine’s Day that signal they were an item quite recently.
Former It-Girl turned Real Housewives of New York star Tinsley Mortimer is known for living in a fairy tale world. All she wants is a happily ever after no matter what it takes. She’s taken to freezing her eggs, ignoring red flags, and ultimately giving up her life and career to try to find it with Scott Kluth.
But that fantasy came crashing down last week when Scott (who apparently hates the press) ran to the tabloids to announce he and Tins have been done for months. Her friends responded, saying she was totally blindsided by the statement. However, new information might reveal that both might have been telling the truth. Apparently, the drama results from miscommunication.
During the Season 9 Real Housewives of New York reunion, Andy Cohen asked the cast members who they voted for.
When he got to Tinsley Mortimer, she admitted that she didn’t actually vote, and she’s still catching some heat for the statement.
Well, everything stayed the same on Real Housewives Of New York except for one little fairy, who reclaimed her light, and flew away to the hope of a giant walk-in closet with a promising sparkle in her eye. That’s right, Tinsley Mortimer has left the building. Specifically, she’s left the long-term hotel she was living in.
In secret Tinsley went on an overnight rendezvous to visit Scott Kluth. Then she decided, on a whim, to return to NY, pack her stuff and move to Chicago! It was now or never. It was that or be looking down the barrel of turning into either Ramona Singer or Dorinda Medley. Tinsley does not need to learn her lesson twice as to what happens when you choose Real Housewives Of New York over being a real and actual housewife. She doesn’t want to be crying over eggs for the rest of her life!
On tonight’s Real Housewives of New York episode, Tinsley Mortimer told the cast that she was back with Scott Kluth and she’s moving to Chicago. Well, you can’t be a New York Housewife if you don’t actually reside in New York. And since we all know Tins and Scott are engaged at this point, it’s been understood for a while that this has to be Tinsley’s last season on the show.
While the episode aired, Tinsley shared some words about her experience as a Housewife on social media. And, spoiler alert: she used past tense verbs, signifying the end of her time on the show.
If Dorit Kemsley were designing a dining room for the women of Real Housewives Of New York it would require padded walls (and floors), plus a vacuum that descended from the ceiling to pick loose clumps of food and spilled drinks. It would also need each table to come equipped with a megaphone and tissue dispensers. And possibly, if we’re being really ambitious it would need men, of any ilk and sort, schlubby, stuffy, dad bod, inappropriately clad, drunk, dull, droids – whatever as look as they seem convincing male-ish, they’ll pass. And never get between a Real Housewife of New York and a man!
In Newport, Rhode Island where Ramona Singer is pretending to be of the puritanical Mayfair class that Tinsley Mortimer hails from, no one can behave. Leah McSweeney is throwing anything she can pick up, and now they’re in yet another bar having yet another emotional meltdown. Honestly — someone just put hormones in their drinks because it’s like everyone in this cast is constantly PMSing.
I love Real Housewives Of New York. Also, I want to hang out with them. The FOMO is worse than ever with this whole quarantine thing and everything. I will drink 10 martinis and lose my mind with Leah McSweeney. I will tear down the genteel (only-in-delusion) Upper East Side establishment – starting with their flowers. I will burn Newport to the ground with a fire of toasted marshmallows and vodka. It will be great. Ramona Singer can take her wannabe elegance and stuff it like a lobster roll.
Anyway, Ramona has invited all the Real Housewives of New York ladies to beautiful and sophisticated Newport, RI where she’s attempting to refashion herself into some sort of elegant grand dame in the search of a wealthy husband. Pssst…. Turtle Time, that ship has sailed. Meanwhile, there is Tinsley Mortimer, whose family actually owns a house in Newport where they spend summers. They winter in Palm Beach.
See, this is why they hate Tinsley. It’s not her screeching, or the whining, or the Power Puff Girl makeup with plastic-y tears, it’s the access. The blue bloodstock that doesn’t come from marrying up, and won’t dry-up with divorce.