I've got some financial questions for these Tins-shaming bitches:
Bethenny Fucking Frankel Uber Feminist: when you said this to ABC news re: your finances at age 38: "She couldn't afford to pay her rent. Gifts from boyfriends helped her get by, she said. "I dated guys that were rich and they helped me with my rent."
...Exactly which wave of female empowerment inspired your financial choice? Simone de Beauvoir? Shirley Chisolm? First or fourth wave? Suffragette? WannaBlowJobette? Which was it, O, Deb of Dating Dollars? And what constituted a "gift"? Manolos you could return for cash? Or outright cash left on the night table?
How fucking dare you question any woman's financial choices, you woman-shaming hypocritical bitch.
Dorinda Fucking Medley Money Clip Clip Clip: Your boyfriend fuckbuddy is a man you clearly despise, but still, you climb on top of his Little John and ride him, year after year, just to avoid being alone (and to get your clothes - stained with drunk-pee and spilled cocktails - cleaned for free). On what planet do you think you have the moral cred to question Tinsley's financial choices, you moronic rage-fueled santimonious virago? (Or, as you'd say in Dorindish: dry cwean clothes rage virrrgo who's a virgo tinkle tinkle jus peed).
Sonja Fucking Morgan, American Royalty: Well met, Lady Morgan: You are, of course, to the manor born ( and by "manor" I mean hitting every dick in town until you found one rich enough, old enough and dumb enough to put a cock ring on it. Save your bullshit tsk tsk M'lady routine for people who don't know your actual personal crest is a Cascade-clean dildo.)
Luann De Lesseps, Six Million Dollar Loan Woman: The Countess of Cabaret just drifted into her happy place (I wish I had a man to pay my bills would I fuck Scott for that sure why not gotta get his phone number from Tins The redness in Dorinda's eyes reminds me of a delicate fruity rose in a Go Cup and me running naked through the forest humming The Wiliam Tell Overture oh god thank god in thirty days I can drink again...)
Ramona Fucking Singer Queen of Millenium Kadooz: WTF? Crazy Eyes actually earned her living every step of the goddamn way since she left college - without "dating" men for rent money, marrying stinking rich grandpas, or playing happy couple with a man she publicly humiliates and mocks - which means fucking toxic RAMONA SINGER is the closest thing this show has to a financial femini$t - which in turn means we are two seconds from the nuclear feminist clock hitting midnight and taking us to defcon XX and into a perpetual nuclear winter where we all dress like Wilma Flinstone and birth the cartoon children Offred.
Tinsley Mortimer of Tara Tonight, she went for Dorinda like a finishing school honey badger in a cotillion gown - I do declare, Miz Tinsley is finally a New Yawk housewife, bringing a bit of steel magnolia with her particular brand of shade!