Alert Elton John: we’ve lost a princess.
From Times Square to the shores of Sicily…
Finally we have arrived in Colombia. This week we see what happens before the ship sinks.
Better late than never, sue me alright I’m sorry, I’m not perfect! Don’t have much to do with the wives before their big cast trip? No problem, send them to a speed dating event. Magic ensues.
Everything seemed to be coming up Countess of late: new boyfriend, successful cabaret, glowing public reception of her slipping her handcuffs and threatening to end a police officer, etc. But suddenly the empire is collapsing…uh, again. Shocking updates await!
Some unexpected pairings, some unsurprising ones, some absurd Orange County shenanigans, and a whooole lotta bullshit about the Atlanta casting process.
The holiday break has given our Big Apple Housewives extra time to ruminate/become embittered about the last episode. Join me sub-fold in celebrating the only good thing American culture has ever produced.
In which nobody’s exactly on their best behavior.
Oh yeah Melissa Gorga was there too,
Clear out your porn stash – I just found the key to instant multiple simultaneous orgasms.