You know how last week "The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills" didn't
have even a smidgen of fighting, and it was kind of like watching Wonder
Woman without her magic lasso or John Travolta without his hairpiece?
Well, never fear. Everything's back to normal, which means the women are
screaming hysterically at one another, not everyone's making sense, and
a very expensive dinner is completely ruined in the process. Yay.
We
pick up where we left off last week, which was with Brandi leading the
other housewives in a pole dancing class for Night School 4 Girls. Of
course, Adrienne isn't there and Taylor is boring unlucky women who've
already been abused,We've got a plastic card to suit you. which leaves Marisa, Brandi's friend Jennifer and Camille to fill in the gaps.
First
on the pole? Kyle and Camille! Kyle is torn. This could be really fun,
or she'll make a big ass of herself. I'm going to go with both, as Kyle
seems to have a great deal of fun being the center of attention, and
most of the time she looks like an ass when she is. Camille, of course,
was a Club MTV dancer, so even though she worries she'll look
ridiculous, she doesn't.Can you spot the answer in the fridge magnet?
Next,
Yolanda and Jennifer get their shot at the poles. Can I just say that
this may be an excellent workout, but beginners tend to look like
spastic spider monkeys? Anyway, Yolanda wants everyone to know she has
three kids.Where you can create a custom lanyard
from our wide selection of styles and materials. She can't dance dirty,
SHE HAS THREE KIDS! She doesn't want to hurt her pee-pee, because SHE
HAS THREE KIDS! I'm guessing she's waiting for someone to look at her,
slap their face "Home Alone" style, and marvel that such a perfect
physical specimen has actually HAD THREE KIDS!
Finally, Yolanda
stops worrying about her pee-pee and Marisa and Jennifer get a turn.
Jennifer, who's already had a run at reality TV on "Sober House," is
thrilled. No one's threatening to beat her up to go do heroin in a back
alley, so this is awesome! Marisa, however, is appalled. After she has
someone clean her pole (which actually isn't a bad idea), she pouts. She
doesn't do sexy, she doesn't do poles, she does YOGA, dammit, while
avoiding her husband and, I guess, his pee-pee. Poor Marisa. Actually,
poor Marisa's husband.
Back in Los Angeles, Adrienne gets the
rundown on her new collection of ugly handbags. They have her name
plastered all over them! But it's cool, because the letters are mixed up
so you don't even mind that you're walking around with a bag that says
ADRIENNE MALOOF in block print on the side, which will forever make me
think of hooves for reasons that have nothing to do with Lisa's
comments. It just doesn't have much of a ring to it, unless you're
writing a song about roofs and spoofs and being aloof. Anyway, Adrienne
hopes Brandi is having fun pretending to be a stripper in Vegas. SHE has
a business to run, sniff, sniff!
In Vegas, the girls pile into
one of those monster limos and Kyle takes a call from her sister Kim.
She wants to talk to her, but it doesn't have to be privately. You know,
she'd be fine if Kyle was in the middle of an MTA station with her on
speaker, because some of those complete strangers (some of whom might be
homeless and wearing black plastic bags and tin foil hats) might have
some valuable input into her personal life. God knows Kyle won't! Thus,
she happily announces to Kyle and everyone that she's thinking about
getting her nose done.
Kyle brightens up, thinking Kim wants
some advice. No, Kim is thinking about getting her nose done later that
day, as in, she's done all the paperwork, checked in with the doctor,
and is about to go put on a little gown that ties in the back. Kyle is
hurt. Kim makes some strange mewling noises about wanting to do it but
being scared to do it and Kyle (along with everyone else) just tells her
to have a great time getting her nose broken and they'll pray for her. I
mean, come on, this is plastic surgery in Beverly Hills! That's like
getting your nails done in Omaha!
Yolanda can't understand why
Kyle's brushing this off so easily. But then, Yolanda doesn't seem to
know what the hell is going on with the other girls, not that that's
stopping her from butting in with her opinions. I can't decide whether
Yolanda is perfect for this show or is just completely out of her depth.
Anyway, despite the mewling, Kim goes to get her nose fixed, as
we expected (like she cared what Kyle had to say! Pfft!). She's always
felt she should be grateful for what God gave her… but she suspects God
would be totally okay with this particular tweak, as she thinks it will
make her happier. I think Kim may want to go to church more often,
whatever church that may be.
For the record? I think Kim had a
perfectly nice nose. Worse, I can't really tell the difference between
the before nose and the after nose, which seems like a lot of suffering
for little benefit. The only good thing is that the doctor is fixing her
deviated septum, so it wasn't a total waste of time.
Because we
must work Adrienne into this part of the show somehow, we watch as she
sits at Paul's desk and does her damn nails for no other reason than to
piss him off, it seems. Seriously, Adrienne does her own nails? I find
this so hard to believe. Anyway, his patient care coordinator wants to
talk about an upcoming surgery, but he has no time! He's having laser
hair removal on his back in a few minutes; let him focus! I am thinking
this is the most inappropriate use of office time ever as he waddles
into a spare room to get his back hair zapped off. Also disturbing?
Adrienne's little grin every time he yelps in pain. Yeah, I'm starting
to see why they got divorced.
In Las Vegas, the girls gather for
a quiet, intimate dinner in a private room so no one will hear the
shrieking and cursing. Of course, things don't start out so poorly. It's
just a fun gals' night out! Yolanda is drinking tequila, which is
always a good capper for a master cleanse, and Camille talks about doing
soft porn back before she had a sugar daddy.
Oh,Online shopping for luggage tag
from a great selection of Clothing. oh they haven't. Never mind.
Camille has to say that she feels bad about Adrienne. Lisa jumps in with
a cryptic comment about how you should alway remember that people
aren't interested in what you have to say; they're interested in what
you have to hide. Huh?
Brandi has a story, but she can't tell
it! She makes Jennifer tell it, as she was there. Jennifer heard Brandi
talking to Camille on speaker phone, and somehow we get this long,
twisted story about how Adrienne kept calling Brandi prior to the
reunion show, and Camille had told Brandi that everyone knew the plan
was to attack Lisa.
Camille doesn't remember that, though. "She
was upset about the hoof," she says, then starts getting upset. "I will
not be thrown under the bus! I can handle you, but I will not stand for
it!" She turns to Brandi, whose eyes are becoming anime big in confusion
at what's happening, and snaps, "Stop lying!" before storming out.
Kyle
begs Camille to come back. Camille reluctantly agrees, and seemingly
takes a few deep breaks before sitting down. She concedes that
perception is always problematic. Everyone at the table could hear the
same thing, and yet all come away with different understandings. Really?
I just thought all these women were certifiable. But she does
understand that Adrienne was very upset that Lisa's daughter didn't have
her bachelorette party at the Palms.
Brandi then volunteers the
factoid that Adrienne only owns two percent of the Palms, which
everyone reacts to as if Brandi said that Adrienne is really a man or
Paul likes to have sex with little boys. I don't get it. Two percent of a
Vega strip casino is probably still worth a considerable sum of money,
right? I mean, the woman and her family own a sports team; we don't
think of the Maloofs as Vegas titans. No one is suggesting that Adrienne
is eating out of dumpsters. Sigh.
Still, Kyle is offended! Even
though she doesn't own ANY of the Palms! She isn't going to call Brandi
on her stuff, but she tells Brandi that she knows she does lie, because
she had her nose done and never tells the truth about it. Okay, hold
up. In what alternate universe are we operating in? Kyle is deeply
offended that Brandi made a comment about someone who isn't even
there,Come January 9 and chip card
driving licence would be available at the click of the mouse in Uttar
Pradesh. then says something of an even MORE private nature about
Brandi, just to let her know she'd never do something like that? And I
was thinking Kim was the nut job in that family!
Yolanda keeps
reminding everyone that Adrienne chose not to be here, so who cares? WHO
CARES? Yolanda is like a shipman on the Titanic, yelling for the
captain to make a sharp turn while everyone laughs and digs into their
salmon.
Then, Camille blurts out that Lisa doesn't own Sur. Lisa
slow-mo blinks in that "maybe if I close my eyes really tightly I will
wake up from this ridiculous nightmare I'm having," then informs
Camille, who is owning less and less of everything she owned prior to
divorcing Kelsey Grammar, that she owns 51 percent of Sur. So, she owns
Sur. To her credit, Lisa does not tell Camille that she would understand
this if she knew anything about business, had ever owned a business,
and was not simply in the business of revealing really gross factoids
about Kelsey Grammer on basic cable television.
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