OK, I hate myself for even thinking this but doesn’t she look disturbingly like that Brandi Glanville piece of trash on Real Housewives? Maybe it’s that hideous, cheap-looking sateen dress.
Juliette busts into Deacon’s, gloriously furious at his dumping CrackMom on her ass all night. Deacon is in a bad state. He’s almost catatonic (but I don’t think he’s drunk or drugged) and he’s smashed his guitar all over the place.
Oh my God. This was such a good scene. Deacon is a MESS. He confesses, with tears lurking behind his eyes but not quite falling, that he only got sober for Rayna and that it was the hope that they would get back together that kept him sober. And then he berates Juliette for all her care and consideration for him yet she shows none for her mother. That he and Crack Mom are the same. BUT THEY ARE NOT!!! Not to Juliette. Why in the world should Juliette feel anything but rage and bitterness towards her mother? The woman who barely raised her, exposed her to all kinds of violent and dangerous situations, who made her every day as a kid scary and confusing. Seriously? It’s bullshit.
So Juliette crawls back home and tells her mom that she’s proud of her. Gasmi, am I a total hardass that I think she’s giving her forgiveness too easily? Does a few weeks at rehab and one evening of sort-of behaving herself really make up for the years of abuse and neglect Juliette suffered? But I am about to slowly start changing my mind…
All that you are and all that you’ve become is not because of me. It’s been in spite of me.
Halle-fucking-julah. At least she finally is acknowledging it. And as a reward, I will confess that I spent this scene in TEARS. Oh mah Gawd. Everything CrackMom said was perfect and exactly what Juliette needed to hear. That she was Rayna’s equal in talent and fame and likely better than her because Rayna came from money and a “good” family. Juliette scrabbled her way up the ladder through hard work, talent, brains and yes, of course, a little bit of luck.
I’m crying right along with you Juliette. Of course, I look all red and bloated and my hair is in a dirty ponytail but I am your soul sister!
Avery’s cruising around in that obnoxious car when he hears his song on the radio. That has got to be the most amazing feeling.
I started the scene hating him and will likely end the scene feeling the same way but damn, I cannot resist this happy face.
Hee! Actually the scene ended with Avery lurking in the alley, watching Scarlett and Gunnar playing their little hearts out with Avery’s old band. Deeee-licccccciousssssssssssssssssss.
Also delicious? Deacon is joining the tour!!!!!