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This time last year, I swore verbally and in writing multiple times that I would never watch and recap another episode of 'The Real Housewives of New York City' reboot. I despised spending my one precious life to watch these new cast members (minus breakout Jessel Taank, of course) and I hated writing about their pathetic little antics. I was a woman unhinged. But, like a good Housewife, I am prone to embellishing the truth for dramatic effect.
I started to feel it in my bones while watching the trailer for season 15, which showed the girls fighting over some kind of pigeon-themed party and teased some Erin Lichy marital trouble. (Good…GOOD!) By the time the taglines dropped, I actually kind of cared. As the premiere date drew closer and closer, I accepted the inevitable. Maybe it was the void in my TV diet after 'The Valley' stopped airing, maybe I just need a psychic break from the Adams indictment, but right now, I am weak and the RHONY reboot had me right where it wanted me: eating dinner on my best friend's couch while we talked shit about the sartorial and life choices of some fabulously wealthy 40-somethings.
May God have mercy on my soul.