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That's what I thought they were expecting also, though it obviously isn't the only possibility. I found this at phrases.org.uk: The first documented occurrence of the two terms [the two terms being "nest" for groups of villainous people and "vipers" as an insult for those of poisonous intent] combined to form 'a nest of vipers' was in 1644, when a pamphlet that criticised a group of plotters who were planning treason against the English Parliament was titled A Nest of Perfidious Vipers.

That bolded part is what particularly impresses me. I wonder how many other Housewife businesses can make the same claim. Good for LuAnn.

Close enough. ;o)

I used to live one neighborhood over from Corona, so when I first saw that establishing shot of the Sunnyside sign, I was thinking, whaaaa . . . ? But my best guess about why they used that? Okay, two guesses. First, I can't think of anything similar in Corona that actually says "Corona." Apparently they assume we need every location spelled out. Which is why the Las Vegas sign is the most photographed feature in that whole city. And since facts don't matter all that much at old Bravo . . . But also, the Sunnyside sign is all sorts of showy and lit up, and I'm assuming that's what they think is the Italo-American aesthetic. (There's a word for it that was used when I was a kid, but I'm not going near that one.) Their idea of what looks authentically Italian is probably the San Gennaro Festival. And also discounting the fact that Corona is almost entirely Latino now. So it didn't fit their biases. Enter Sunnyside. Or maybe the film crew just ran out of gas before they got to Corona.

It said YOU HAD ME AT MERLOT.

I think the difference is that when Kyle said that something was "on fleek," she was quoting her own teenage girls, and she had the sense to say it self-mockingly and laugh at the very fact that she was saying it at all. I don't have a problem with people updating their language a little, just to keep from seeming like some kind of fossil stuck in amber in a particular decade. But there's never any excuse for "thot." Or maybe I should say "Ain't nobody got time for thot." ;o)

Hi, BSH forum. I've been watching and lurking since the beginning but I'm finally getting around to posting at the end. And about the pettiest thing possible. Am I alone in thinking that Geneva's tears during her post-arrest TH were the fake stage kind? They looked super-abundant and really shiny, the way synthetic tears always do, and there was one big drippy track, like a snail trail, all down her neck into her cleavage. So I'm wondering how do you apply phony tears when there's a whole camera and sound crew there filming you? Excuse yourself to go to the bathroom and come back out fake-sobbing and covered in wet? I seem to be more curious about the strategy than the fakery. 'Cause I'm positive they were fake, I guess. People who are fake-crying and covered in ersatz tears never wipe them away like you do if you're pumping out real tears, because the tears are there to be seen. I obviously need a hobby.

I think Orangina's the one! If they knew how much of our attention they're getting, maybe they could negotiate a better deal for themselves.

I've got a sneaking suspicion that Carole has other ways of relaxing herself that can even get her over the Bethenny hump. So to speak.

I'm going to take a guess at what happened in that bizarre little conversation. Carole mentions the sex dream, and then instead of saying "Did we go down on each other?" Bethenny has to be cute and tragically "hep" and say "Did we go downtown on each other?" Which still legitimately means did they have oral sex. But then she has to throw in every bit of accessory jargon from the '80s and not settle for just "downtown"--it has to be "Downtown Julie Brown." Which then both makes no sense but also makes her look like a raving lunatic who speaks only in prepackaged phrase-bits that lost any meaning thirty years ago. Now, if she'd said something like "So did we go Downton Abbey and get all grabby with each other?" that would at least have been more current and still give you the rhyme. I have no idea what it means, but I kept typing "Downton" when I wanted to type "Downtown," so I thought I'd throw it in as an option. As one does. Or as Bethenny does.

Ouch! I could practically feel you bursting my bubble, stewedsquash! Next time warn me first. I've never seen Helmet Head wear glasses, so I was sure that Googly Eyes was the one whose glasses glow green in the camera light. Drat. So do you all have a name for Ghost Glasses? I want to be on board with this. There are also two blond women who usually, but not always, sit together. Kind of East Coast, "we like to go sailing" preppy look, long blond hair. And a woman in her late forties, maybe, with fried-looking blond hair (not Side Bun, who doesn't fool me with that bun). Fried Hair reminds me of one of the contestants on that defunct reality show Chef Academy (jeez, I watch a lot of crap!). I can't picture the guy you describe, but there's another guy who looks maybe Indian or Pakistani who sits up front on the plaintiff side. The thing is, all of these people look like they could have better jobs than this. It's puzzling.

Ahhhh, Googly Eyes! I finally put two and two together today! I've been seeing her at practically every case for like months now and I've also been seeing you guys refer to Googly Eyes. And I, not being chopped liver, suddenly says to myself, "I bet the gaunt-faced woman with the green-reflecting glasses is Googly Eyes!" So I did a search, and sure enough . . . The only ones I've given names to are Helmet Head and Side Bun. I don't know if there are already names for them. I may have to search the whole forum. One little mystery of life solved. A million more to go.

They are good names. And I don't know why it didn't occur to me before, but I think I have a better name for the orange: O Face! Speaking of names, Carole is really attaching hers to that jewelry? She's got $50 million in the bank and she's willing to lower herself to that? It's overpriced, derivative, unfashionable, and ugly. I'm genuinely shocked. Despite some of her affectations, especially this current season, I've always given her credit for basic good taste. That looks like the stuff they sell at those kiosks in the mall. I'm going to add "jewelry designer" to the list of things that Carole may not really be.

Boy, set the bar low, why don't you?! I realized afterward that I didn't even put Sonja on that list with the tuna sandwich. He can't go by me. Maybe they don't bother marketing up here in the boonies.

Well, the names are so memorable, it's easy for one to drop off the radar. I do know what eBoost is. I was just musing about whether it has any meaning for the rest of the world, which I think it probably doesn't. And it also doesn't make sense as the name of a nail polish. But she probably does owe him one for setting up a business for her. That's very sweet of you. And very wrong. I'm sure there's a tuna fish sandwich out there somewhere with more marketing savvy than I have. So I guess that means there's Kristen, then me, then a tuna sandwich, in that order.

She did. That's what the orange is called. I personally think it's a pretty bad name. Does anybody know what it refers to? Edited to add: By "anybody" I meant potential buyers. Obviously we do, but we don't count for much of a market share, I don't think. Unless we all really like orange nails a lot.

There's really a line of products called Fat Girl? I have to keep up better. If Sonja hadn't been so hubristic (I swear it's a word!) a few seasons ago and had to have her own line of toaster ovens, I'm pretty sure she could've gotten a book deal for the toaster-oven cookbook. There are so many fancy new countertop ovens on the market lately--I have the Breville Smart Oven, which is great while it lasts (not long, is the problem)--that there's probably a fair amount of interest in recipe collections for them. She could've leaned on the glamorous NYC mom-on-the-go angle and offered classy meals in a hurry, without heating up the kitchen (which if she really doesn't have any A/C, she must know something about!). I've seen plenty of cookbooks by people less well known and based on flimsier premises. But she had to have the book and the oven, so she wound up with nothing. I think there's an Aesop's fable for that. I notice that every time there's a scene about a kid and college, they flash a shot of some of the Columbia buildings on upper Broadway. At first I thought it meant that one of the kids was actually going there, but apparently Columbia stands for all colleges. What's weird is almost no one outside NY knows what they're looking at, so it's pretty much pointless. Just some random buildings. When I still lived in NYC--and still had nails!--I was a total polish hoarder. Cheap, expensive, tacky, classy, didn't matter. And if there was a color I really loved, or one I really wanted to wear for some special occasion--I'd just bring my own polish to the nail salon. That way I knew I'd get what I wanted, not just what they had. Do people not do that anymore? And if they do, wouldn't it be a possible sales hook for someone like Kristen with a brand that isn't already in the salons? A real question--I have no clue. Like, instead of calling it POC (which makes me think of Piece of Crap, unfortunately), she could call it BYOP (Bring Your Own Polish). I don't think it's a bad idea. (And if she steals it, she owes me a car. Just ask LuAnn.)

Thanks for the links, Rahul. MJ looks like she's coming off a weeklong bender in the photo attached to hers. Kind of buttresses my suspicion that she's actively trying to seem like a skank--why, I don't know. Also, I make every effort to keep myself off LinkedIn, so I don't know the details of how it works. Is each individual responsible for entering and updating employment details? If not, it's easy to see how somebody could've stopped working somewhere a few years ago and still be listed as employed there. I also noticed that "Willaims" in Keller Williams was spelled like that. So, good job, whoever. I don't really understand what MJ and Asa are fighting over in Reza. Or I should say I don't understand what Asa's fighting over. It's like two street dogs fighting over a piece of rotten meat in the garbage. Although at least the dogs need the meat to stay alive, so the parallel doesn't quite hold up. I'm not seeing what's in this fight for Asa. The meat is rotten, honey. Can't you smell it? Stop fighting. Let the other dog have it. She'll obviously eat anything. Edited because redundancy is . . . redundant.

There were at least two self-mocking references in that post. I was making fun of myself for being a loon who yells at the TV and also uses the wrong pronouns. But I guess those weren't obvious enough. I edit fiction, mostly, for a living. I know the difference between casual, informal language and the strictly correct version. I often suggest that authors change something that's formally correct and break the rules of grammar to be truer to the voice of a character or to the tone of the narrative. So I didn't really need three paragraphs on how writers write, based on a joke about an incorrect pronoun case spoken by someone who maybe is and maybe isn't much of a writer on a reality show.. But I guess I was standing in the right place at the right time, so I got one anyway. Now maybe we both feel better. I know I do. Just between you and I, there's nothing you wrote that I disagree with. ;o)

Oy, I give up trying to get rid of that quote-within-a-quote! You're very welcome. I had a good time tracking them down. Never seen anything like them before. I truly hope hers are the real deal! It's fun to think of that sad but sweet little ceramic Christmas tree given the same pride of place as an entire set of valuable Chinese antiquities. I like it that she lives that way.

You must've missed the part where I said it made me laugh.

This made me laugh. When she said that, I yelled out, "Bethenny and me, writer!" Fortunately, my husband is used to these kinds of outbursts late at night. I was so obsessed with figuring out what those were that I couldn't concentrate on a word that was said while they were in the background. Apparently they're Chinese zodiac figurines (the Chinese part was obvious, and they all seemed to be different kinds of animals, so . . .). It's hard to find pictures of ones as bright and clean as Dorinda's. Maybe hers are reproductions. If not, they're probably worth a fortune. Here are a couple of similar ones: https://www.chairish.com/product/40321/chinese-zodiac-figures You know, I get that they're all jockeying for face time and relevance, but after three or more years at this game for most of them (except Dorinda), you'd think they'd be better at it by now. LuAnn comes stomping in with her steel-toed boots, and then Kristen--if she'd had two actual canned hams duct-taped to the ends of her arms, she couldn't have been more ham-handed. I have any number of people in my life who(m, Carole!) I can take or leave and who feel the same about me, but I do know how to start a conversation with them when the occasion calls for it, without Godzilla-ing all the buildings in my path to dusty rubble. What's wrong with these women?! It was embarrassing to watch. Grow some finesse, ladies. Did all those people at that "brand summit" look like they didn't know what the hell was going on or why the hell they were there? Just me? Okay.

You mean she had chrome trim and whitewalls added to them? Not that that's much of a stretch. I do wonder why she's trying so hard to be preposterous. Does she have some kind of side business going that features those puppies? Serious question. We don't see anything anymore to do with her high-end real-estate career, so either the Bravo paycheck is all she has or she's working some other angle. That reunion dress looked potentially lethal if something gave way.

That appears to have been handled. I for one am very grateful to the mods for doing whatever was done to fix it.

As I said, it only takes one person objecting strenuously to shut down something in a co-op situation where others on the board might be willing to let it happen. So while those other women's buildings let them film, it's highly possible that Heather's and LuAnn's boards said no. We have seen the homes they own outright, so they clearly don't have a problem letting us into their private spaces. There's not much they can do if the board won't permit filming. A really nasty board can make your life a living hell if you go against them, and that's no exaggeration.