And Now It’s My Turn to Talk – The Truth About Reality TV

Let’s just say that Tuesday night and the days leading up to it have been very interesting. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, I’m not going to fuel the fire and give that treat of a woman any more publicity. If you know what I’m referring to, then here’s my candid take. Remember, I signed a confidentiality agreement (but let me try and answer your questions/comments that have been coming in via Twitter, Facebook email, text, etc.)

• Yes, it was an ambush. The show literally blew up The Party Goddess phone desperate for me to be a part of it (now I know why, so I could look like a dork!)
• The first time we went to shoot, little miss diva got “a sinus infection” and had to go to the doctor. Boo hoo. The ENTIRE crew as well as the six planners who were waiting patiently all had to go home while our darling recovered. Can’t even imagine how much that cost the network. 
• At that point I decided that I was done with the whole thing. They kept blowing up the phone for me to come back and so I begrudgingly did. Big mistake (obviously!)
• I was the first planner to go in. Immediately she announced “Oh look, it’s Little Martha Stewart!” I was stunned. It went downhill from there.
• She then launched into an entire diatribe about my outfit (which actually did match by the way), my hair, my portfolio, the ideas, the flowers I brought her, the works. I was totally and utterly speechless (this did appear to come across accurately on camera.)
• When I started showing her some of the flower mockups I brought her, she started screaming that they weren’t big enough (hence why they are MOCKUPS) and didn’t I know that she was Jewish and Jewish people like giant arrangements that they could show off as trophies. I have a lot of Jewish clients and I have NEVER EVER heard anything like this, nor could I believe she would be so crass. 
• You can see where all of this is headed. Bad, bad, bad. The part that they edited was were she told me to “pack up my stuff and get out” that “I just wasn’t doing it for her.” I was completely and utterly humiliated and have not been that disturbed by another human being in my life.
• The crew proceeded to interview me after the ambush, at which point I burst into tears. I said (and it’s true) that I have never seen one human being ever be so mean or treat someone in such an ugly manner to their face in my life.
• I told the staff when they asked me to go on and keep talking that “I was done.” I told them that I don’t know what kind of sick world they live in or what kind of games they are trying to play with people, but it’s wrong. I fully realize that this fell on deaf ears but I just couldn’t help myself. When I left, one of the employees whispered to me that she was sorry but that “that’s how she treats all of us around here.”
• Not sure how low your self esteem needs to be to repeatedly put yourself in a situation like that every day but I no longer care.