Hey, Trashtalkers? Did everyone have a good weekend? I sure did – it was full of plays, white wine, Easy Cheese and True Blood. Oh, and “Revenge.” Just started binge-watching that, but I need to stop soon because all I’ve had to talk about with people lately is how much I want to live in the Hamptons and mess with people. But, enough chatter – let’s get to the dish! We start this week with Gretchen who arrives home from Whistler and calls Slade to bitch about how everyone’s mean to her. She’s really frustrated that Tamra’s backstabby, two-faced ways are rearing their ugly heads again, but Slade is not surprised in the least. As for Heather, Gretchen’s not too sweet on her either, at the moment. Not only is Gretchen annoyed that Heather ran her mouth about the “Malibu Country” thing and painted Gretchen as a liar, apparently Heather sent Gretchen a really condescending text explaining the difference between the role Gretchen got called for and the one Heather eventually got. I read the text and it was really condescending, though I can’t imagine Heather sending any other kind. She explains, as she would to a small child, that Gretchen was called by the casting directors to check availability for a walk-on, and Heather was personally contacted by the producers for a possible recurring role, a much bigger deal than a walk-on, as Heather points out. I generally don’t care for Heather, but she reached new levels of bitch in that text. Gretchen thinks somehow Heather feels threatened by the fact that Gretchen might be playing in the acting sandbox, too, and I think she might be right. That, and she’s probably really tired of having to explain to everyone in Orange County that she actually is a working actress. Gretchen interviews that she’s really tired of being the bigger person all the time, and even afterward, the women still call her a liar. Don’t’ get me wrong, Gretchen can be kind of a moron, but she’s the whipping girl this season, and I don’t think she deserves it. Moving on to Terry and Heather as they walk the grounds that will soon be home to their next monstrosity of a residence. Apparently it’s the highest point in Newport, and the only point where they can build 35-foot ceilings. Well. Color me impressed. Terry says that this is the lot they’re going to buy if they take the current offer on their “old” house. They have the most obnoxious conversation about money and houses I think I’ve ever heard. Here’s the problem – they have this amazing 25,000 square foot house, but darned if they didn’t build it for three kids, not four. Poor Collette’s been homeless all this time? Oh, jeez, now I understand where all of her rage comes from! She’s been sleeping in a drawer in one of Heather’s closets all this time. Luckily for her, though, someone’s made an offer on their tiny, crapheap of [...]
Hey, Trashtalkers? Did everyone have a good weekend? I sure did – it was full of plays, white wine, Easy Cheese and True Blood. Oh, and “Revenge.” Just started binge-watching that, but I need to stop soon because all I’ve had to talk about with people lately is how much I want to live in the Hamptons and mess with people. But, enough chatter – let’s get to the dish! We start this week with Gretchen who arrives home from Whistler and calls Slade to bitch about how everyone’s mean to her. She’s really frustrated that Tamra’s backstabby, two-faced ways are rearing their ugly heads again, but Slade is not surprised in the least. As for Heather, Gretchen’s not too sweet on her either, at the moment. Not only is Gretchen annoyed that Heather ran her mouth about the “Malibu Country” thing and painted Gretchen as a liar, apparently Heather sent Gretchen a really condescending text explaining the difference between the role Gretchen got called for and the one Heather eventually got. I read the text and it was really condescending, though I can’t imagine Heather sending any other kind. She explains, as she would to a small child, that Gretchen was called by the casting directors to check availability for a walk-on, and Heather was personally contacted by the producers for a possible recurring role, a much bigger deal than a walk-on, as Heather points out. I generally don’t care for Heather, but she reached new levels of bitch in that text. Gretchen thinks somehow Heather feels threatened by the fact that Gretchen might be playing in the acting sandbox, too, and I think she might be right. That, and she’s probably really tired of having to explain to everyone in Orange County that she actually is a working actress. Gretchen interviews that she’s really tired of being the bigger person all the time, and even afterward, the women still call her a liar. Don’t’ get me wrong, Gretchen can be kind of a moron, but she’s the whipping girl this season, and I don’t think she deserves it. Moving on to Terry and Heather as they walk the grounds that will soon be home to their next monstrosity of a residence. Apparently it’s the highest point in Newport, and the only point where they can build 35-foot ceilings. Well. Color me impressed. Terry says that this is the lot they’re going to buy if they take the current offer on their “old” house. They have the most obnoxious conversation about money and houses I think I’ve ever heard. Here’s the problem – they have this amazing 25,000 square foot house, but darned if they didn’t build it for three kids, not four. Poor Collette’s been homeless all this time? Oh, jeez, now I understand where all of her rage comes from! She’s been sleeping in a drawer in one of Heather’s closets all this time. Luckily for her, though, someone’s made an offer on their tiny, crapheap of [...]