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The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills Season-Finale Recap: Saints Alive
It only took all season, but Sutton finally has to face the fact that this is Kyle’s show, and she’s the one calling the shots.
I don’t think that Erika and Dorit sat at breakfast like they were Skeletor and the Purple Pie Man, tapping their malicious little fingers together and saying, “Today on the boat, we’re gunning for Sutton.” No, that’s not how these things work. Jennifer and Garcelle go for a kind of ‘50s bathing suit aesthetic while Kathy Hilton was in a full-on muumuu wondering if anyone had put fresh batteries in her portable fan. That’s all she can do because she wants to rush to that duck, throw herself — fully clothed, with her phone still in her pocket — into that pool and grab it, pull it close, rest its little head in the crook of her neck to see if it can quack a secret or two.
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