In honor of the upcoming holiday weekend and my new favorite show, The Real Housewives of New Jersey, I am posting Delores' tanning tips....yes, it is that time of year once again.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Friday, May 15, 2009
Sheree Whitfield Unveils Her She by Sheree Clothing Line
Sheree Whitfield unveiled her new She by Sheree collection at the W Hotel Perimeter in Atlanta on Wednesday night. Sheree arrived in a cinderella horse drawn carriage....I give it to her....this is one divalicious entrance. The fabulous Dwight, Kim and Kandi were all in attendance.
The following is DListed's http://www.dlisted.com/ commentary about Sheree's clothing line. You can find more pictures and commentary of the fashion show on his blog:
"Kim and this creature of my dreams came together last night at the runway show for ShebySheree (pronounced HEbyHEREE, because the S is silent). Yes, Sheree from The Real Housewives of Atlanta finally pulled together enough discarded napkins, discount jeans from the swap meet and pubic hair for a runway show for her clothing line. You can find HebyHeree in a discount bin at Ross Dress for Less near you!"
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Way (Weigh) to Go Helen, Mike, Tara and Jerry on The Biggest Loser!
Last night was a television watcher's paradise. Between American Idol, The Biggest Loser, Reunion Show of The Real Housewives of NY, the premiere of the Real Housewives of NJ and Rescue Me, my DVRs were hard at work.
I sat down to watch the Biggest Loser with a large glass of Pillar House Red , a salad, steak and steamed spinach. After all, watching all the exercising caused me to work up a big appetite. I was so disappointed that my girl, Tara did not win The Biggest Loser! I think that they should have given her an advantage because she won 12 challenges on the ranch. I must applaud Helen and her incredible weight loss, especially since she is over 40 and it is harder for the pounds to come off. Mike, the 18 year old, is an inspiration for all of us. And the at home Biggest Loser, Jerry was amazing. I never would have guessed that he would take the prize. What an inspiration.
Hopefully this will inspire me to start working out on a regular basis again. Unfortunately, working out is one of those things is more fun watching than participating. I'm waiting for the motivation to kick in.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
The Real Housewives of New Jersey Premieres Tonight on Bravo!
As a New Jersey native, I am really anticipating the premiere of the RHONJ. It seems like old home week to hear the New Jersey accents and to see the small towns in Northern New Jersey, a stones throw from my hometown. Can this series surpass the others?
The following is a review of the show in today's New York Times:
"All the other housewives, those passels of pampered, primping, social-climbing, Botox-injecting spendthrifts in Orange County, Atlanta and New York, are not the real thing.
All those McMansions, swimming pools, boutiques, charity auctions and spa splurges have been merely rehearsals, introductory rounds leading to the apotheosis of the Bravo “Real Housewives” franchise, “The Real Housewives of New Jersey.”
The New Jersey housewives are more real and more riveting than their predecessors because, well, they are from New Jersey, and also because they so closely mirror the make-believe characters in “The Sopranos.” The best reality shows look like fiction. The five women who make their debuts on Bravo on Tuesday night are buffed and polished to resemble real-life versions of Carmela Soprano, loud, nasal, nouveau-riche wives who raise spoiled children and spend their husbands’ money in vast marble and onyx starter palaces in Franklin Lakes, N.J. They boast about everything, including how soon they qualified for the black American Express card. As Danielle Staub puts it, “I actually got mine before Madonna did.”
Viewers already know the milieu, the accent and the attitude. The rest is delicious: clannish sisters and sisters-in-law who squabble among themselves but band against newcomers.
“We’re a large Italian family and we’re tougher than most,” Caroline Manzo, the matriarch in the group, explains. “Before I like you, I don’t like you.”
Toughness is part of the pedigree. Caroline is married to Albert Manzo, owner of the Brownstone, a catering and banquet business in Paterson N.J., and the son of Albert (Tiny) Manzo, whose 350-pound body was found riddled with gunshot wounds, his arms and legs bound in plastic, in the trunk of his Lincoln Continental in 1983.
This may be the most preposterous “Housewives” edition, but it’s also the most believable. The suffocating family ties are an improvement over past incarnations, when producers often threw together women who were not really that close and whose frictions often seemed forced. These women actually do know one another well, talk every day and raise their children together (badly). The camera crew seems to be eavesdropping, rather than masterminding. Some of the women seem to have a sense of humor, or at least to enjoy the joke that is their lives on film.
Caroline’s baby sister Dina, a statuesque blonde, is married to Albert’s brother, Tommy, so they are sisters married to brothers. The sisters’ brother, Chris, is married to Jacqueline Laurita, a former Las Vegas cosmetologist, and Dina and Caroline treat Jacqueline as a younger, more biddable sister.
“Her heart is as big as her bubbies,” Dina says of her sister-in-law, meaning it as a compliment. (Bubbies is their preferred term for breasts, a topic that is always on the table.)
They are not directly related to Teresa Giudice, who is married to Joe, a self-described entrepreneur and the owner of a construction business, but they might as well be. Teresa, the mother of three small girls, is the biggest spender in the group, always shopping for new clothes and more ornate furniture for her family’s unfinished French-style chateau.
The economic slump is rarely if ever mentioned on “Real Housewives.” Partly, that’s because it’s a buzzkill for viewers hooked on the free-floating vulgarity. But the men and women who agree to be on the show have more prosaic motives than just vanity or exhibitionism — fame brings publicity, and publicity is good for business, be it catering, event planning or real estate.
So the recession is mentioned only in passing. “I hear the economy’s crashing,” Teresa says saucily on her way to another spree. “So that’s why I pay cash.”
Danielle, who is divorced and not a relative or even Italian-American, is the outsider. She befriended Jacqueline at the beauty parlor, and is on “frenemy” terms with the rest of the women. None are particularly prudish or reserved, but Danielle has no secrets, not even about phone sex.
Locations and accents change, but the faces (frozen) and the formula never alter. The humor lies in the editing, and one of the hallmarks of “Real Housewives” is its reliance on ironic contrast: a woman makes a boastful assertion that is instantly contradicted by tape of her doing or saying the opposite.
“I am so not a stage mom,” Teresa says, while the show turns to footage of her coaching her young daughter, Gia, who is made up like a pageant contestant for a dance recital.
Bravo has already shown a “preview special” that contains much of the material found in Tuesday’s premiere episode. It doesn’t matter. There is nothing linear to the show’s narrative; instead, cat fights and outrageous remarks are played and replayed in every episode in a continuous estrogen loop. Like Nicholson Baker’s time-lapse novels, each season of “Real Housewives” can take weeks, and endless detours and heated arguments, to get from the nail salon to the fashion show.
“Housewives of New York City” seems to drag on forever because there is something so dismal and joyless about that clique of arrivistes. “Housewives of New Jersey” is more farcical, less phony and a lot more fun
All those McMansions, swimming pools, boutiques, charity auctions and spa splurges have been merely rehearsals, introductory rounds leading to the apotheosis of the Bravo “Real Housewives” franchise, “The Real Housewives of New Jersey.”
The New Jersey housewives are more real and more riveting than their predecessors because, well, they are from New Jersey, and also because they so closely mirror the make-believe characters in “The Sopranos.” The best reality shows look like fiction. The five women who make their debuts on Bravo on Tuesday night are buffed and polished to resemble real-life versions of Carmela Soprano, loud, nasal, nouveau-riche wives who raise spoiled children and spend their husbands’ money in vast marble and onyx starter palaces in Franklin Lakes, N.J. They boast about everything, including how soon they qualified for the black American Express card. As Danielle Staub puts it, “I actually got mine before Madonna did.”
Viewers already know the milieu, the accent and the attitude. The rest is delicious: clannish sisters and sisters-in-law who squabble among themselves but band against newcomers.
“We’re a large Italian family and we’re tougher than most,” Caroline Manzo, the matriarch in the group, explains. “Before I like you, I don’t like you.”
Toughness is part of the pedigree. Caroline is married to Albert Manzo, owner of the Brownstone, a catering and banquet business in Paterson N.J., and the son of Albert (Tiny) Manzo, whose 350-pound body was found riddled with gunshot wounds, his arms and legs bound in plastic, in the trunk of his Lincoln Continental in 1983.
This may be the most preposterous “Housewives” edition, but it’s also the most believable. The suffocating family ties are an improvement over past incarnations, when producers often threw together women who were not really that close and whose frictions often seemed forced. These women actually do know one another well, talk every day and raise their children together (badly). The camera crew seems to be eavesdropping, rather than masterminding. Some of the women seem to have a sense of humor, or at least to enjoy the joke that is their lives on film.
Caroline’s baby sister Dina, a statuesque blonde, is married to Albert’s brother, Tommy, so they are sisters married to brothers. The sisters’ brother, Chris, is married to Jacqueline Laurita, a former Las Vegas cosmetologist, and Dina and Caroline treat Jacqueline as a younger, more biddable sister.
“Her heart is as big as her bubbies,” Dina says of her sister-in-law, meaning it as a compliment. (Bubbies is their preferred term for breasts, a topic that is always on the table.)
They are not directly related to Teresa Giudice, who is married to Joe, a self-described entrepreneur and the owner of a construction business, but they might as well be. Teresa, the mother of three small girls, is the biggest spender in the group, always shopping for new clothes and more ornate furniture for her family’s unfinished French-style chateau.
The economic slump is rarely if ever mentioned on “Real Housewives.” Partly, that’s because it’s a buzzkill for viewers hooked on the free-floating vulgarity. But the men and women who agree to be on the show have more prosaic motives than just vanity or exhibitionism — fame brings publicity, and publicity is good for business, be it catering, event planning or real estate.
So the recession is mentioned only in passing. “I hear the economy’s crashing,” Teresa says saucily on her way to another spree. “So that’s why I pay cash.”
Danielle, who is divorced and not a relative or even Italian-American, is the outsider. She befriended Jacqueline at the beauty parlor, and is on “frenemy” terms with the rest of the women. None are particularly prudish or reserved, but Danielle has no secrets, not even about phone sex.
Locations and accents change, but the faces (frozen) and the formula never alter. The humor lies in the editing, and one of the hallmarks of “Real Housewives” is its reliance on ironic contrast: a woman makes a boastful assertion that is instantly contradicted by tape of her doing or saying the opposite.
“I am so not a stage mom,” Teresa says, while the show turns to footage of her coaching her young daughter, Gia, who is made up like a pageant contestant for a dance recital.
Bravo has already shown a “preview special” that contains much of the material found in Tuesday’s premiere episode. It doesn’t matter. There is nothing linear to the show’s narrative; instead, cat fights and outrageous remarks are played and replayed in every episode in a continuous estrogen loop. Like Nicholson Baker’s time-lapse novels, each season of “Real Housewives” can take weeks, and endless detours and heated arguments, to get from the nail salon to the fashion show.
“Housewives of New York City” seems to drag on forever because there is something so dismal and joyless about that clique of arrivistes. “Housewives of New Jersey” is more farcical, less phony and a lot more fun
Monday, May 11, 2009
Jonathan Jaxson, Kim Zolciak's Ex Publicist, Still Holds a Grudge
Jonathan Jaxson, the ex publicist of Kim Zolciak, has resurrected her former website www.kimzolciakonline.com) as his own anti-Kim forum. She appeared on the Q100 Bert Show in Atlanta last week and JJ called in with a few comments. The following is his direct statement.....Whom do you believe?"Real Housewive's of Atlanta's" Kim Zolciak decided to blast me on-air today via The Bert Show on Q100 in Atlanta and I decided to not let her have the last word.Especially when the wig wearing BITCH had the balls to lie about me and expect me not to respond!!! Like me or not, the truth must come out some where.I really hope Big Poppa gets the picture soon. She is constantly running around on him. I had to lie for her too many times. He is a great guy. I hope he realizes her tactics.For goodness sake, I guess you can expect too much from a former stripper of "The Cheetah!" . Now I must go get a restraining order after another threat for my life has again been made. These people are like the mafia, but I don't take these type of threats lightly."
As Bravo states "..watch what happens........." Listen to the tape of the interview at http://www.q100atlanta.com/ . Go to the Bert Show Home Page.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Kandi Burruss Goes Into Season 2 of The Real Housewives of Atlanta With An Open Mind
Richard Eldredge of the infamous Peachbuzz column in the AJC dished about the newest Atlanta housewife after her appearance at the Q100 studios in Atlanta...
"When “The Real Housewives of Atlanta” stars Kim Zolciak and Kandi Burruss popped by the Q100 studios Thursday morning to promote their joint birthday party Friday tonight at Aja in Buckhead, the drama wasn’t far behind.
Still, for fans of the inexplicably popular Bravo reality series, it gave listeners an opportunity to get acquainted with Burruss, a former member of the 1990s R&B group Xscape and co-writer of the TLC hit single, “No Scrubs.”
Burruss will join the cast when the show’s second season premieres July 28.
So how did the singer-songwriter get talked into doing the weekly televised train wreck?
“I watched the first season and was a fan of the show,” Burruss explained. “I went into it open-minded.”
Naturally, Zolciak’s memorably awful stints as a singer during the show’s first season became a topic of conversation. Buzz readers will recall that Zolciak was shown on-air being mentored by Atlanta producer Dallas Austin and tutored by Atlanta vocal coach Jan Smith who later compared Zolciak’s voice to an attractive house — with a cracked foundation.
“It was an inaccurate portrayal,” said Zolciak. “I saw [Jan Smith] a lot and I spent a lot of time in the studio with Dallas. They just aired the crazy footage."
Kim and Kandi's birthday party was on Friday at Aja, a fabulous restaurant in Atlanta. More to follow!
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Recessionista Budget Wine Recommendation
For those of you who read this blog, you know that I became a fan of red wines after my trip to Buenos Aires. My every day drinking wine has been Norton Malbec Reserve, which I purchase at Costco for $12.99 a bottle. It is very smooth and rich with a wonderful slightly berry palate. To make it even better, I never get a hangover after drinking it.
I have know discovered another fabulous wine at Costco, Pillar Box Red from South Australia. It sells for $9.99 a bottle and is a blend of 65% shiraz, 25% cabernet sauvignon and 10% merlot. It is quite drinkable and delicious and as many Australian wines, comes with a no muss no fuss twist off top. The following are the notes from the winemaker:
"Displaying a dark color and a vibrant purple hue, the 2007 Pillar Box Red has bright aromas of blue and dark berry fruit entwined with licorice, spearmint and cigar box complexity. The palate is rich and fleshy, with flavors of fresh blackcurrant and blueberry fruit combined with orange rind, dark chocolate and spicy smoky oak characters. Whilst the tannins are full, the palate is round, soft and well balanced, leading into a lingering harmonious finish."
"Displaying a dark color and a vibrant purple hue, the 2007 Pillar Box Red has bright aromas of blue and dark berry fruit entwined with licorice, spearmint and cigar box complexity. The palate is rich and fleshy, with flavors of fresh blackcurrant and blueberry fruit combined with orange rind, dark chocolate and spicy smoky oak characters. Whilst the tannins are full, the palate is round, soft and well balanced, leading into a lingering harmonious finish."
I highly recommend this wine......you will not be disappointed!
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Real Housewives of Atlanta Lisa Wu Hartwell Unveils Her Closet Freak Clothing Line in Atlanta
Last night Lisa Wu Hartwell unveiled her Closet Freak clothing line.
In attendance was Dwight Eubanks, one of my favorites, stylin' and profilin, with his entourage. Dwight, you have been missed!! Also in attendance was Michael Knight of Project Runway fame.
The fashion show will be featured on an upcoming episode of The Real Housewives of Atlanta Season 2.
Check out all of the pictures from the fashion show at http://projects.accessatlanta.com/gallery/view/entertainment/atlanta_fashion_lisawu_bravo/#thbz_hm
Next up: Kim Zolciak's birthday party!
Friday, May 1, 2009
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