Cock-a-doo-dle-doo. I am trying to figure out who is more whacked: Alexis Neiers or Kelly Bensimon. Clearly I might actually win the contest since I’m the ding dong watching both Pretty Wild and The Real Housewives of New York City.
Did anyone see Kelly on Thursday? What the heyyyyllll happened? I’ve got to say that I was definitely on Team Bethenny originally, I didn’t really think that Kelly was quite as evil as she was made out to be. But then the last two weeks in Turks and Caicos have shown mean that the rooster crows even in the Caribbean. Was she literally melting down in front of the camera? What the hell was with the skipping and then the tears and then the crazy, flippin’ upside down dialogue that she was spewing at dinner. I can’t tell if she’s medicated, needs medicated or just literally cracked up on camera. Clearly I need to start doing some TMZ type research.
Just when I was sure that the whackadoo prize went to Ms. Bensimon, I get to watch Alexis Neiers. I am still in disbelief at the mother who let those girls get covered in tattoos at what freakin’ age. Aren’t they young? But tonight when Alexis finds out that Orlando Bloom is going to testify against her, she is in tears and shocked. Um, ya think? There is a video of her burglarizing the dude’s house!!?! Did she think he was just going to say, “Hey, no prob, make yourself at home?” What kind of yo yo life do these people live in. Then the fam does a group hug and she mentions that Buddha could sit under a tree for 40 days, so she can somehow pull it off in jail. Um, yeah. Operative word, TREE, Alexis. Buddha was not in the flippin’ clink with the buffalo bull beeyatch ready to take a wink. And there’s a big difference hangin’ under the peach tree vs. eating bologna in the SuperMax. I’ve gotta tell you, I wish those cameras were following her in that cell because THAT would be some tv. See ya in 6 Alexis.
Oh, and this just in, Lindsay Lohan, another whack job (yes, I know this first hand with my own two eyes), has landed in La La land in time for HER court appearance tomorrow. Good ‘ol L.A. Superior Court is a hoppin’ place these days.
Thank goodness I have so many appointments tomorrow that I can’t possibly watch the livestream.
Although I’ll be tempted.