The Real Housewives of New York City
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I have been waiting for weeks to tell you all that I love Leah.
Leahs chemistry with the women seems to be perfect and shes been a hit almost all around.
Now, I know that Leah hassome problematic statements and behavior in her past.
Also, if we were kicking off Housewives for problematic behavior, we wouldnt have a cast left.
For years, top designers havebeen fleeing NYFW, with many calling tocancel the spectaclealtogether.
That Ramona says shell be ostracized if she doesnt go to fashion shows is laughable.
Harem Scarem was on a later season ofProject Runwayand didnt even win.
This is sort of like being the opening act for the latest Crystal Bowersox tour.
Only Dorinda asks what all of us at home are thinking: Who is this designer?
She looks less like a model and more like someone playing Glenda the Good Witch at Limelight circa 1997.
At least Tinz maintains some consistency in her company.
(Amanda Lepore is forever spirit.
She is an icon, she is a legend, and she is the moment.
Come on now.)
However, sitting in her front row is not like a ticket to the Chanel couture show.
Its not like there was some huge embarrassing gap in the front row because Leah skipped out.
No one missed that she wasnt there.
That lunch is a complete mess, though.
Sonja is trying to deal with her fashion show and having a freak-out because things arent getting done.
Those in her life are worried about her and they havent even seen the same footage that we have.
But she is a smart, capable woman who should be allowed to make her own decisions.
I support her drinking, but I also think skepticism from those closest to her is probably very healthy.
Its like a pair of knickers cleaned in a bidet.
Its like a funeral for a dog where the dogs ashes blow back into the crowd.
Its like a toilet clogged with 17 discarded BlackBerries.
It is, in one word, SONJA.
Oh, how I love it so.
Its like you’re free to smell the mildew and Wesson oil just wafting off of it.
It is immediately clear that Sonja has absolutely no idea what she is doing.
This is not because Sonja is stupid.
Sonja Morgan is not stupid.
This is because Sonja Morgan is cheap.
Just get the best models.
Ah, now all the Legos are clicking into place.
The same seems to hold true with just about everyone who is producing this event.
Instead Sonja has what seems to be a bunch of random friends who are brand directors and creative directors.
She even meets with a location scout.
Sonja, as we know, is not in her right mind.
We cant even see the clothes.
Let Sonja succeed or fail by her own merits.
Sonja, of course, thinks it is a great success because Century 21 came to the show.
Century 21 is like a high-end Marshalls.
This is where you sell your wares when you cant sell them anywhere else.
Century 21 is not the goal, it is the last resort.
But you cant stay mad at Sonja.
You cant even feel bad for her because she is just such a delightful shambles.
Dorinda got a Liza Minnelli dress that she wears, instead, as a blazer.
This is completely wrong.
First of all, what Leah said didnt even register to Sonja.
It was like a BB being fired at a tank.
Secondly, Sonja isnt attentive enough to pull off an insult like that.
Sonja is not malicious, shes just how can I put this delicately daft.
Leah pulls it out and Sonja says, Where is the bag it came in?
It was in a nice bag.
And where are the sunglasses?
As Leah says, you cant even stay mad at Sonja because she is just so lovingly vacant.
The time it takes to do everything, not that she minds it, but the time.
She has nothing but time.
Suddenly holes opened up in her schedule, wide chasms of time that she now had to fill.
When was the last time something like that had happened?
Never, the redhead thought.
Now, who knows when it will come back.
Who knows if it will ever come back.
Absent anything else to do, Jill Zarin stalks to the kitchen and pulls out a Diet Coke.
