I always write about Brandi Glanville with trepidation. This is because, as a recapper of a reality show, I'm expected to make pronouncements about each cast member as though they are fictional characters, whose behavior I'm allowed to judge, free of censure. This often gives me a case of the icks.
So, I try to remember that however orchestrated the drama, the people are as real and just as fallible as me or anyone else. They just have better clothes and readier access to limos. I only succeed at this 80 percent of the time. That other 20 percent of the time, I'm sometimes way too harsh -- especially when it comes to people like Brandi.
I've always been adamant when it comes to saying that I believe her to be beautiful, smart, and wickedly funny. But I've also been hyper-critical about her social flubs or incidents of foot-in-mouth disease. Tonight's episode makes me feel like hiring a sky-writer to issue a huge mea culpa for her benefit.
While Kyle Richards randomly celebrated Shabbat and Joyce Giraud showed way too much arousal at firing a gun, Brandi dealt with some real issues. While in Sacramento for a book signing and reading, she faced seeing her father for the first time since their dress-based estrangement several months earlier.
She brought Yolanda Foster along for support, another choice that I applauded. Brandi revealed a side of herself I'd never seen before, though I'd suspected it was there -- if you've read her writing, it's hard to ignore (she's a good writer, dudes, and effin' funny as hell). Her schism with her dad has really been hard on her, something she opened up about with Yolanda. It really made me understand how much harder not being close with him made dealing with all her other life-strife (#VivaChica). When they tentatively reconciled, I felt an urge to call my own dad. But then I didn't. Because he is in bed by 8.
Next week looks like it's going to be AWESOME. Calton Gebbia is throwing a pool party, rife with naked lady bodies. Any Carlton episode is one I can get behind. Also this week, Yolanda nearly choked out a man. That's right, The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills nearly became snuff television.
Do you think the show would go on hiatus if one of the wives was accused of murder? I kind of think not!
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