WATCH WHAT CRAPPENS #116: Lisa vs. Brandi vs. Yolanda vs. Kim

This week on “Watch What Crappens,” Ronnie Karam (trashtalktv.com) and Ben Mandelker (bsideblog.com) break down the whole Lisa vs. Brandi (vs. Yolanda) fight on “Real Housewives of Beverly Hills.” Lines are drawn in the sand, and opinions are passionate. It’s definitely worth hearing our colorful thoughts on the matter.

After that, the duo take on the usual Bravo suspects: “Vanderpump Rules,” “Real Housewives of Atlanta,” “Shahs of Sunset,” and “Blood, Sweat, and Heels.” It’s a short but sweet episode. Come listen!

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REAL HOUSEWIVES OF BEVERLY HILLS PHOTOCAP: Paris Je Temperance

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Are those croissants I smell? Or just the crusty remnants of a day-old baguette on Kim’s breath? It can only mean one thing: The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills have gone to Paris! Yes, it’s trip time on RHOBH, and unfortunately for us, you could have found more drama in a Molière play (get it? Because Molière wrote COMEDY. IN FRENCH). The big deal this week was that Kim continued to slur her words and ramble like a sunny homeless lady, and that naturally made everyone think she was drunk again. Inferences were made, questionable jokes cracked, and in the end, Kim wound up crying to her sister in that classic we-shouldn’t-be-laughing-but-we-are way that we’ve come to adore.

Eventually we learned that Kim had taken drugs, but the sort of drugs that keep you sober (seems a bit counter-intuitive, but mmmkay), and in the end, she got a free bag from MAURICE; so all was good. Oh, and Kyle complained to Lisa that she felt there was still tension between them, and Lisa tried her best not to chuck her ass off the Eiffel Tower. C’EST DOMMAGE.

After the jump, check out the photocap!

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REAL HOUSEWIVES OF BEVERLY HILLS PHOTOCAP: Ojai, How Are You?

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I’m back!! Thank you all for your patience while I’ve been working on other projects. They’re not totally done, but I have enough time now to write a photocap or two; so I thought I’d jump right into The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills. Admittedly, this third season hasn’t been the most exciting (the bigger story is that Real Housewives of Miami is about ten times more entertaining than both BH and Atlanta combined — who would have thought?), but sometimes with a great cast, we don’t always need fireworks every episode.

New to the cast this season has been Yolanda Foster, a flaxen beauty who’s married to music producer extraordinaire David Foster. So far Yolanda has stayed out of the drama, choosing instead to stare down any given person with icy, scary eyes. In other words: I love her so far. The season, however, is young, and while I’m impressed with Yolanda’s steely reserve, personal style, and sexy Dutch accent, I am aware that she may turn out to be an über biatch. For now though, she and Lisa have been holding down the fort in the classy department (if there can even be such a thing on Bravo, let alone the city of Beverly Hills).

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