“Now I’m a lowercase ‘L’.”
It’s funny how bland and boring Kelly Bensimon was at the beginning of this second season of The Real Housewives of New York City. Who would have thought she’d shape up to be the most despised character in the group? I thought she’d simply flit around for a few weeks, serving as nothing more than blotchy-skinned eye candy before being relieved of her duties by Andy Cohen at the end of the run. Ah, but Kelly has shown her true colors recently, and we’ve since come to learn that she fairly awful in all aspects of life. Whether she’s conducting an interview like a seventh grader, clogging up traffic with her jogging, or engaging in illogical bitching, Kelly has been across the board terrible. Last night’s episode was no exception as she threw a Halloween party and then didn’t show up until perhaps two hours after the start-time, thus forcing all the housewives who had shown up  LuAnn, Alex & Simon, Jill & Bawwby (and their bodyguard, who was curiously in costume too), and Bethenny â€â€Ã‚ to stand there and wait in what looked like a very cramped and very stuffy space. Poor Simon must have been sweating in his moose costume, but then again, that’s his fault for wearing such a silly outfit. I know he and Alex were over the moon with their Sarah Palin / Moose gettup, but a) it wasn’t terribly original for 2008, and b) I totally agree with whichever housewife said they thought it was Rocky & Bullwinkle. That’s exactly what I thought it was. Nevertheless, the point is that these people were stuck waiting around, and the party could not have looked more awful. And on top of that, there was a cash bar! Really? Really?
Look, I know in this economy, not everyone can afford to host an open bar, but rather than waste a few thousand dollars taking a picture of yourself as the letter “A,” why don’t you send out a cyber invitation (better for the environment anyway) and divert the saved funds to the libations. Or better yet, since there was already a tequila sponsor for the party (note the branding on the red carpet), have THEM offer up an open bar. This isn’t rocket science. As many of the women noted, it was a bit shocking that Kelly would lend her name to this half-assed, narcissistic event and not a major charity function.
Plus, when Kelly did finally turn up, she was wearing a rather standard, rather simple Playboy bunny costume. She claimed she was late because getting ready for the party took super long, but it’s not like she had to lower herself into a six-foot tall mechanical contraption with flashing lights and exploding sparklers. All she had to do was put on some lingerie and brush her hair. Lame.
Anyway, I’m a bit rushed this morning; so let’s just get to the photocap, shall we? Pics after the jump…
