It’s not an easy life being a Real Housewife of Orange County. Over in Beverly Hills, you can go weeks without uttering a word, but out in suburbia, dirt is slung in all directions. That’s why is having such a stellar season.
Every single Housewife is contributing, and there’s no singular villain. One week, , the next, she’s a voice of reason. One season, Vicki Gunvalson is a deluded clown, the next, she’s a deluded clown (who’s also making some good points).
And when the ladies sit down for a dinner party disaster, everyone gets dinged by the rampant pinball machine of drama. The episode opens on Heather, who’s still livid at Katie for accusing her of calling the paparazzi. She refers to her as “that Katie person” which, in Heather Dubrow speak, is code for several expletives that would get her banished from Dubai.
Her husband Terry comes to Heather’s defense, sort of, by reminding everyone the one obsessed with the cameras. “I like when paparazzi take pictures of me. I like it.
So, if there’s a number that Katie knows of to call to get paparazzi who will take pictures of me, I want this number,” Terry says, teleprompter just off-screen. I love the Dubrows and their endless state of thinly veiled fantasy. Everything’s fine, all the time! Has anyone seen ? It’s a satirical comedy about a mom who’s a serial killer and gets away with it through her refusal to veer from the bit of suburban homemaker, even representing herself in court.
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