• We start at Villa Blanca, where Lisa is meeting with Kevin Lee to plan Ken and Mauricio’s joint birthday party. Kyle arrives, and the two of them start debating what they want the party to look like, because apparently even a birthday party needs a full production meeting.

    They also go over the guest list. Yolanda’s stepdaughter’s wedding is the same night, so Yolanda won’t be attending. Interestingly, Lisa isn’t invited to that wedding, which feels like a fairly significant detail considering she and Yolanda are supposedly friends.

    They agree to invite Carlton, and Kyle says they’ve made peace. Sure.

    Meanwhile, Brandi is doing a cover shoot for her second book. I actually read it, and I didn’t like it nearly as much as the first one. Brandi was one of my favorites for a long time, but eventually her whole schtick started to get old for me. I know I’m probably in the minority here, but eventually I just got tired of it.

    Carlton meets Joyce for lunch, and Joyce tells her that she believes Carlton put a curse on her husband. Because apparently we have now reached the point in Beverly Hills where lunch comes with accusations of witchcraft.

    Here’s the thing: I can’t stand Carlton, but even I think this is a horrible storyline. Whatever you think about someone’s religion or spiritual beliefs, going after them because of those beliefs feels gross to me. It’s not for me, but neither is Joyce.

    And speaking of Joyce, I once saw her at PUMP with Lisa Vanderpump. Lisa was friendly and sweet, while Joyce mostly just flipped her hair around. I do miss PUMP, though. It was beautiful.

    Kim and her daughter, Kimberly, get matching tattoos. And I know this is probably terrible of me to say, but Kim just isn’t that interesting when she isn’t causing trouble. I want to root for her, but the quieter, happier Kim doesn’t exactly make for riveting television. Give me Kim wandering into a disaster over Kim getting a tattoo any day.

    Yolanda is helping Gigi Hadid pack up for college, which we now know she doesn’t end up finishing. I mean, she doesn’t really need to. She’s a supermodel and has Bradley Cooper. That should be enough for any girl.

    The two of them are apparently frequently hanging out in a town down the street from me, and oh, how I long to randomly run into Bradley. I would like to think I would handle it with dignity, but honestly, I make no promises.

    Back at Villa Blanca, Kevin Lee is helping Lisa get everything ready for the birthday party. Her puppy, Rumpy, is adorable, but is also wreaking absolute havoc.

    They go over the seating arrangements, and Lisa proceeds to blow right past pretty much all of Kyle’s suggestions, with Kevin happily backing her up. Kyle can offer her opinions, but Lisa and Kevin have clearly already decided that Kyle’s opinions are more of a decorative feature than something they actually need to consider.

    The setup for the party looks incredible. We know this means trouble. The prettier the table, the worse the fight, right? That’s a Housewives tradition.

    The Vanderpump Rules girls are there, as well as some of the bartenders. Season 4 was still big on promoting the show, so we get a lot of these crossovers.

    Carlton arrives and announces that she is allergic to drama. I have a feeling she came to the wrong place. Better grab some Zyrtec.

    Carlton goes on to tell us that she had a dream that Kyle was talking shit about her, and then one of her friends supposedly overheard Kyle doing just that at Carlton’s party a couple of weeks ago. Carlton plans to keep her distance.

    At Kyle’s husband’s party? That sounds like a solid plan.

    Scheana, the SUR server who slept with Brandi’s husband, is there, showing off her new engagement ring. Lisa asks Brandi if she will talk to Scheana about getting married, and it is one of the most absurd and awful things I have ever seen. Like, what the fuck? This is clearly Lisa trying to set up a scene to promote her spinoff, and I don’t blame Brandi for  being pissed.

    As usual, Kim can’t make it, but the party goes on, complete with some really weird water dancers wandering around. They don’t even get in the water, and they aren’t very good, so whatever.

    The guests finally sit down for dinner, and everything seems copacetic. Ken gives a little speech, followed by Lisa and Kyle. It’s filler. Let’s get to the fight.

    Brandi is shocked that Kyle and Lisa are friends again, and the whole thing rings false to her.

    A guitar player comes out and sings a song he wrote for Mauricio and Ken. It’s terrible. I can’t help but wonder how much that cost.

    Scheana continues flaunting her engagement ring in Brandi’s face, and Brandi handles it really gracefully, in my opinion. I would have made her swallow it. She is probably good at that.

    At the table, Carlton is shooting Kyle glares while Kyle jokes about “Jewish” dances. Um. Anyhow.

    Jason and Pandora present Ken with a portrait of Giggy, and Kyle starts joking about Lisa’s nipples. Kyle then demands that Lisa explain the joke to Carlton, who took offense at it earlier. She repeatedly refers to Carlton as “her,” which I agree is rude.

    Kyle thinks Carlton is just looking for trouble, but says they have worked through their issues. Carlton says they absolutely have not and brings up what Kyle said at Carlton’s party. Evidently, Kyle called Carlton’s bathroom “gross.”

    I mean, people were practically banging in the pool at that party, so maybe it was? I dunno. It doesn’t seem like that big of a deal to me, but Witchy Poo is fired up.

    Kyle says that this is her husband’s birthday party and she doesn’t want conflict, and Carlton says she doesn’t care. Kyle says she has been nothing but fucking nice. Carlton calls her passive-aggressive.

    I kind of can’t believe Mauricio just sits there. I understand not wanting to get involved, but my husband would have kicked this witch out by now. He wouldn’t let Carlton speak to me like this.

    The conversation goes back to Lisa’s nipple, and while Kyle asks Carlton to be quiet so she can explain, Carlton bellows, “Don’t you dare command me.”

    It’s very witchy, and not in a fun Practical Magic kind of way.

    There is a lot more nipple talk. They start talking about the necklace Kyle gave Carlton, and Carlton says she is cleansing it of Kyle’s energy. At this point, I’m wondering why Carlton even came to this party. Oh, yeah. The paycheck.

    Oh, no. Carlton is also mad that Kyle thought her Wiccan tattoo was a Jewish star. Kyle tells Carlton that if she doesn’t want to be judged for being Wiccan, she should stop acting like a witch.

    Mauricio is still just sitting there. I think he is stoned.

    Uh-oh. Here we go. Kyle calls Carlton antisemitic. This shit is serious. If Kyle really thinks this, how could she have invited Carlton to her party in the first place? I don’t like Carlton one bit, but this is a very serious charge, and it feels like the fight has suddenly gone from Housewives nonsense to something much more serious.

    The two finally move away from each other. Carlton’s husband, David, wants to leave, and Kyle tries to get the last word, but Carlton and David leave the party. Lisa goes after them, and Carlton is furious.

    She wants to go home and make a little Kyle doll for her altar, if she doesn’t have one already.

    So, what do we think? Who won this Jurassic battle: Kyle or Carlton?

  • We’re at Dorinda’s Berkshires house, where she is hosting a 1920s murder mystery dinner because apparently a normal dinner party is too easy. Everyone is dressed for the occasion, and somehow this is still going to turn into a real-life murder mystery.

    At dinner, Bethenny and Carole start getting into the disconnect in their relationship. They both feel like the other one won’t let them speak, which is a particularly hilarious complaint considering neither of them seems capable of letting the other finish a sentence.

    Carole tells Bethenny that she talks too much, while Bethenny accuses Carole of whining, which is just objectively true. Carole keeps interrupting Bethenny, proving Bethenny’s point while simultaneously complaining that Bethenny talks too much.

    Eventually, Bethenny gets up and walks away from the table, but Dorinda tries to coax her back because apparently the murder mystery cannot proceed until everyone has completed the murder of each other’s patience.

    Then Adam, Carole’s off-again/on-again boyfriend, shows up. Bethenny had wanted his help with her Puerto Rico charity efforts, but Adam wanted to be paid for his work. Bethenny thinks this is tacky, while Carole immediately goes into full defense mode for her boy toy. 

    Bethenny thinks Adam is an operator. A very drunk Luann mutters that nobody gives a shit about Adam, and honestly, she has a point. Carole immediately tells Luann that nobody cares what she thinks, which is a bold strategy considering Luann is now drunk enough to say exactly what she thinks.

    Luann goes off about Adam being some little boy from the Midwest who dated her niece before dumping her for Carole. It’s vicious, but also seems to be a fairly accurate summary of the situation.

    Then Carole drops a little bomb: Bethenny called Luann a loser.

    Luann is understandably offended, while Bethenny is absolutely furious that Carole revealed this. She calls Carole’s revelation a betrayal, at a volume that suggests the 1920s murder mystery has officially become secondary to an actual murder. 

    Luann declares that if she’s a loser, then the rest of the world is fucked, which is certainly one way to respond to criticism.

    Dorinda attempts to restore peace, but within seconds she is shouting too. Luann tells her to back off, and then, in one of the most bizarre developments of the evening, sits on Dorinda’s lap.

    This shit is officially off the rails.

    Bethenny insists that it is impossible to talk to Carole, which she demonstrates by shrieking over everyone while trying to talk to Carole. She tells Carole to stop acting seven.

    Then Bethenny admits that she has often thought Luann was a loser, but she isn’t actually sure she ever said it.

    LMAO. So we’ve gone from “Carole betrayed me by revealing something I said” to “I may have said it, but I don’t remember saying it.”

    With friends like these, who needs enemies? 

    Luann gets in Bethenny’s face and she doesn’t care what Bethenny has face. Bethenny tells her she has lipstick on her face, and then they are laughing. These New York broads move fast, let me tell you.

    Carole stomps off to bitch to Ramona and Tinsley, while Bethenny decides that her friendship with Carole is seriously fractured. Ramona promptly puts her big butt right in the middle of the situation, and Bethenny accuses her of thriving on drama.

    Which is a pretty rich accusation in this group. Don’t they all?

    Just when things seem like they couldn’t get any more ridiculous, Dorinda brings out her birthday cake in an attempt to lighten the mood. She promptly smashes her face into it.

    The only problem? The candles are still lit.

    Dorinda ends up burning her hair, because of course she does.

    At least that isn’t the strangest thing to happen in the Berkshires, right?

    By 9:20 p.m. — my God, I thought it was the middle of the night — Dorinda is wrestling an elf onesie away from a completely naked Bethenny, while Luann and Sonja are dancing and dry humping each other downstairs.

    Because this is a normal evening in the Berkshires.

    Bethenny overhears Carole talking about her and has finally had enough of this whole circle jerk. The two of them sit down alone and rehash their dinner conversation, trying once again to figure out what the hell is happening to their friendship.

    Meanwhile, the other women are downstairs having a bawdy dance party.

    It is beyond absurd, but I’m not going to lie: I kind of want to be there.

    The next morning, Luann, Sonja and Bethenny wake up in the fish room. Luann needs a spa, while Bethenny needs Betty Ford.

    Despite the previous night’s complete descent into madness, everyone is actually in a pretty good mood. They have somehow managed to scream at each other, nearly destroy multiple friendships, get naked, dry hump, set Dorinda’s hair on fire, and still wake up ready to carry on with their lives.

    These women are some tough bitches.

    Bethenny leaves first, and as the women gradually trickle out of Bluestone Manor, Dorinda declares the weekend a success.

    And you know what? By Berkshires standards, she’s right.

    Back in the city, we are at Sonja’s townhouse where she is getting the place ready to rent. The contractor arrives, and there is a lot of work to be done. Sonja had sex on one of the sinks in the staffroom, so that is gonna need some work.

    Back at Bethenny’s place, she’s hosting a holiday get-together, complete with approximately every Skinnygirl product that could possibly fit inside one enormous loft.

    Sonja arrives looking fantastic and announces that she is allergic to all the construction going on at her townhouse, so she needs to stay with Tinsley for a few days. Carole arrives, and there is still plenty of tension between her and Bethenny after everything that went down in the Berkshires.

    The women have a white elephant gift exchange, and things seem relatively pleasant until Ramona mentions that she is starting her own skincare line. Bethenny immediately jumps on her for turning the gift exchange into an infomercial.

    The other women point out that this is a recurring problem with Bethenny. They feel like she doesn’t support their business ventures, while they are expected to support every single one of hers.

    Uh oh. Here we go.

    THE NUTCRACKER arrives.

    Dorinda helped Bethenny track down a huge, hard-to-find Nutcracker for her daughter, and Bethenny is genuinely thrilled. Unfortunately, Dorinda doesn’t feel like she gets an adequate thank-you for her efforts.

    And thus begins the Nutcracker saga, which will somehow become A Whole Thing and continue for several episodes.

    The women start discussing their plans for New Year’s, and suddenly, it’s about Tom.

    Luann is planning to visit Palm Beach, and the last time she was there was for her wedding. Bethenny then casually drops the bomb that Tom has a girlfriend.

    Luann looks visibly pained for a moment, but quickly dismisses it as history.

    After Carole leaves, Bethenny says she seemed sad. The other women say Carole is just tired. Bethenny thinks she is lonely, but she probably shouldn’t be saying this to Ramona, of all people. 

    At Luann’s Red Cross event, the women arrive ready to donate blood, only to discover that none of them can because they’ve traveled recently.

    Sonja, however, treats the blood drive like a cocktail party. She circulates around the room, chatting with everyone and occasionally sitting on the lap of an actual blood donor.

    Because why not?

    She and Ramona somehow end up discussing their poop, for reasons I cannot fathom, before Sonja drops a little piece of gossip on Carole: Bethenny said she thinks Carole seems sad and lonely.

    This is going to go over wonderfully.

    Then, because apparently the Nutcracker cannot be contained, it comes up again. Dorinda is still pissed that Bethenny didn’t properly appreciate the gift, and the women proceed to go hard on Bethenny, with Carole leading the charge.

    Carole questions Ramona about Bethenny’s comments that she is “sad” and “lonely,” and then explains that Bethenny is actually talking about herself because she can’t build or maintain friendships.

    She also calls Bethenny out for giving Ramona a hard time about her skincare line.

    Carole is clearly trying to rally the troops to her side here, and honestly, she is doing a pretty effective job of it.

    Next, Bethenny calls Ramona to confront her about telling Carole about the “sad’ and “lonely” stuff, and Ramona goes OFF. I think Carole got her really worked up here. She is standing on a corner while Coco stands in the street, and for once Bethenny can’t get a word in edgewise. Ramona tells Bethenny she does not support women and that she has “ardaucity” to even bring this up to her. The nutcracker comes up,  of course. Ramona tells Bethenny she puts everyone down to make herself look good, and it’s a fair evaluation. 

    We end the episode with Luann in her beautiful new penthouse on the cusp of her exciting new life, and then cut to the headlines that she was arrested over Christmas in Palm Beach. We see shots of her handcuffed in the back of a police car, telling the cop she will kill them. She even slips her cuffs and tries to get out of the car. Boozy Luann is strong. She is charged with public intoxication, battery, resisting, and a host of other things that sound very scary. This episode has been a wild ride, for sure.

  • We pick up in Dubai, where the women are getting into white Rolls-Royces to visit the local mall. And by “mall,” I mean a palatial city of stores and restaurants where they are chauffeured around on little golf carts. This is not exactly a trip to the food court at the mall back home.

    They do some serious retail damage, but the mood is a little off. LVP is feeling ganged up on by Lisa Rinna and Eileen, who are still icing her out. They also have to behave themselves because they’re in Dubai, where profanity is not allowed, which could make this group’s vacation surprisingly difficult.

    The women visit the Burj Khalifa, the tallest building in the world, and head all the way to the top. On the balcony of the 152nd floor, Eileen and Kyle are both panicking over their fear of heights while everyone else is enjoying the view.

    LVP pulls Eileen aside and once again apologizes for asking about her affair with Vinny. This time, she follows Kyle’s advice and simply says she’s sorry, without any qualifiers or explanations. Miraculously, it seems to work, and the two finally make peace.

    Back in Beverly Hills, Brandi, Yolanda, and Kim meet for a picnic lunch. This is pretty much the B-list filler scene, so there isn’t much to report. Yolanda finds their company easy, especially since the other women have been questioning her illness and throwing around that pesky Munchausen word.

    They discuss a few things, and Yolanda hints at the cracks in her marriage, but nothing particularly important happens, so let’s move on.

    In Dubai, the women are getting ready for dinner, and Erika is sharing her glam team with Kathryn Edwards, of O.J. fame. It’s Kathryn’s birthday, and the women are hoping for a peaceful dinner.

    It won’t happen.

    They board a gorgeous yacht, which seems like a questionable choice considering Housewives and boats have never exactly been a winning combination. Rinna and Eileen ask Erika for her take on their ongoing situation with LVP. Erika doesn’t have much to say, but they agree that the whole mess goes back to the mutual dislike between Yolanda and LVP, with LVP being at the center of the Munchausen rumors.

    Rinna feels like they’re all stuck in the middle of two women who hate each other, but she still wants LVP to admit that she was the one who brought up the rumors about Yolanda’s illness.

    Then Kathryn’s mom calls to wish her a happy birthday. She has memory problems, so the fact that she remembered to call Kathryn makes the moment especially sweet and touching. I tear up a little. My mom is gone, and I miss her calls. Let’s move on before I completely lose my composure.

    The women all get a little emotional talking about their moms. Rinna then toasts Kyle and Erika for planning the trip, and for a moment, everyone seems to be getting along. Naturally, Kyle, who is always producing, decides this would be a good time to bring up the conflict from the night before.

    Rinna tells LVP that they have work to do on their relationship, and that she thinks LVP and Yolanda are the crux of the entire problem. Kyle asks what she means, and Rinna doubles down, saying that the two women hate each other.

    LVP won’t admit that she dislikes Yolanda, and she denies setting Rinna and Kyle up to bring up the Munchausen theory. Rinna especially believes LVP was trying to set Kyle up, and Lisa still won’t admit to it.

    Lisa Vanderpump can’t believe they are going over this again, and neither can I.

    Eileen and Rinna can’t understand why Kyle is okay with what they see as LVP’s betrayal. Kyle believes Rinna, but she still isn’t willing to go against Vanderpump. LVP accuses Rinna of throwing everyone under the bus, which is a very fair point. But then again, Rinna makes my skin crawl, so there is that.

    Eileen goes after LVP, and the two of them are right back at it. So much for Kathryn’s birthday dinner.

    Eileen storms off, fed up with Kyle appeasing LVP just to preserve their friendship. Erika, Kathryn, and Rinna leave the table too, leaving LVP and Kyle alone to hash things out.

    Eileen thinks LVP refuses to admit when she isn’t perfect, and back at the table, Kyle says pretty much the same thing. LVP can’t believe Kyle would listen to anything Rinna says. Kyle points out that LVP would never stand up for her the way she constantly stands up for LVP.

    Meanwhile, Eileen and Kathryn get into a little argument of their own, which makes me chuckle. But Kyle and LVP are the main event right now, so back to them.

    Kyle believes LVP tried to throw her under the bus by making it seem like Kyle was the one questioning Yolanda’s illness. LVP, unsurprisingly, does not see it that way.

    Kyle tells LVP that their relationship has to change, while LVP says she will tell Kyle whatever she wants to hear just to make the whole thing go away. The other women start questioning whether these two even have a real friendship.

    Eventually, Lisa Vanderpump and Kyle agree to drop it.

    Finally.

    Kyle is disappointed that Lisa can’t admit when she is wrong, while Lisa sees no fault in anything she did. They have reached an impasse. Kyle tells Lisa to eat her fucking chicken and be quiet, which is solid advice at this point.

    After all of this, there is a birthday cake for Kathryn. Nobody is really in the mood for cake, not even Kathryn. Erika declares that she is far too fabulous for all this fighting, and frankly, so am I.

    The next morning, everyone is exhausted and ready to head home. They meet for breakfast and reflect on some of the fun they had in Dubai, and, at long last, there finally seems to be peace in the Middle East.

  • The episode starts at aerial yoga, where Kelly is going after Vicki over the cocaine rumors she started about her. We get some flashbacks reminding us what an absolute shit show the Miraval trip has been so far.

    Back at yoga, Kelly has stormed off, and Vicki is talking about Kelly’s bad reputation. She claims Kelly isn’t even allowed at her own daughter’s school. The women question this, and Vicki has absolutely nothing to back it up, as usual. She’s just repeating a rumor she heard.

    Kelly, Braunwyn, and Emily order food to their room, and Braunwyn assures Emily that she and Gina will make up. Emily is feeling emotionally drained.

    Emily tells Kelly what Vicki said about her daughter’s school, and Kelly immediately flips out. She calls Michael, who confirms that she is, in fact, allowed at Jolie’s school. Kelly starts ranting about what a psychopath Vicki is and wonders where the hell she is getting her information.

    Tamra and Shannon try to talk to Vicki and once again explain that she can’t go around repeating every rumor she hears. She does this constantly, and it always leads to trouble. Vicki can’t seem to grasp the concept of discretion.

    Kelly calls Shannon about what Vicki said and goes off. Vicki gets on the line and tries to defend herself. Kelly calls her a “fucking liar,” a “pig,” and a “fucking cunt.” Well, there you go.

    Vicki tells Tamra she has to pick sides between her and Kelly. Tamra reminds Vicki that she started this whole conflict. Vicki blames Emily for repeating it, which is ironic because Vicki repeats EVERYTHING she hears.

    Right after all this conflict, they are all going bee keeping, and Kelly doesn’t want to go. She doesn’t think Vicki will bee-have. She stays behind and swims around naked in the pool, which, frankly, sounds like the better end of the deal. While naked, she calls her daughter and tells her all the things Vicki has said. I think Jolie could have lived without hearing all of that drama.

    The bee keeping is pretty boring. The women make a bunch of inappropriate comments and try to hit on the bee keeper, and it gets old pretty quickly.

    Gina and Emily finally make up, and that’s nice, but also boring.

    Next up, they all get ready for dinner. Kelly is fired up about seeing Vicki again. Braunwyn and Emily encourage her not to flip out. Kelly wants nothing to do with Vicki.

    The women head off to cook dinner with a chef. Vicki and Kelly ignore each other, which is probably for the best at this point. They make dinner and then finally sit down to eat. Everyone is pretty buzzed up.

    Braunwyn shows everyone her lactating breasts, and I could have lived without it for sure. Tamra questions Kelly about smashing up a car after painting a pig face on it, which Kelly recently did. Kelly says it was Vicki’s face, so she smashed it. LMAO. Kelly is crazy, but fun to watch.

    Vicki says, “I’m ugly, it’s okay,” and Kelly denies ever calling her ugly. I mean, she just said she had a botched face and looks like a pig, so there. Kelly tells Vicki she thinks she’s pretty, and then Vicki tells Kelly she is pretty, and this is apparently all it takes for the two to reconcile.

    Suddenly, they are crying and apologizing. They hug and it’s all good.

    Lesson learned. Next time I have to apologize for calling someone a cunt, I will just tell them they are pretty. I wish I had known this years ago.

    They promise there will be no more low blows, and I hope they are lying. They all toast the miracle in Miraval, and then Tamra gets naked. Do we really need to see her tits every trip?

    During all of their time in the pool, Braunwyn divulges to Gina and Emily that she and her husband do threesomes for special occasions. I am usually lucky if I get an anniversary card, so this impresses me.