Joanna interviews that she’s done everything Romain’s asked when it comes to fixing their relationship, so she doesn’t understand why he hasn’t set a date. Because it’s probably been less than a week since an incident. Let him get used to some damn peace and quiet.
Someone who knows how to be a good trophy wife? Lisa. She’s invited a bunch of people over to meet Lenny’s parents and to partake in a “seder,” a “Jewish feast that marks the beginning of Passover.” Very good, Lisa. See? She can read, Marina.
All the mamas are in attendance, and watching them talk politics is like what I imagine the UN would be like if Andy Cohen executive produced. Elsa calls Obama an animal, Marina poo-poos all this “sharing” he wants to do, and Yolanta respectfully declines to participate. Elsa drinks some wine, pronounces the world to be “falling apart,” and then it’s time for dinner! THESE women need their own show.
At dinner, Lisa amuses Marina by standing up and toasting America, the country in general. She explains that everyone at the table is an immigrant, and America made it possible for them to succeed. What do she and Lenny talk about? Ever? What’s gonna happen when everything sags and her implants are holding on for dear life? I’m starting to see why she’s desperate to have a kid…
And it’s not pretty.
We get back and it’s time for Jean-Pierre and Suzanne’s anniversary party. Suzanne is wearing vintage Dior, you know, because he was a close, personal friend of hers. Would you like to know the difference between France and America, Gasmii? Here you go!
This is what they revere.
And this is us.
On a quick side trip to Ana’s, Robert shows up to get his laundry, and Ana insults his hair, so pretty much business as usual. I do give them credit for seeming to pull off a very amicable, albeit extended divorce. They seem to genuinely get along. I can’t tell if it’s because Ana’s a million times smarter than Robert, so he doesn’t notice when her insults fly over his head, or if it’s because they are, as Ana says they are, best friends. Not best friends enough for Robert to bring his girlfriend over to visit, though. That’s more on his end, though. He’s genuinely and rightly terrified that Ana would eat this chick for lunch, and now that’s the only thing I want to see more than Biminy – make it happen, Bravo!!
Back at Adriana’s party, everything is love and light and good behavior, and it actually looks like a party I’d want to tell people I attended. Not invited? Lisa, Joanna, and Karen’t. That Adriana’s no rumdum. Lea, Alexia and Frederic all gush over the couple and wonder aloud when it’ll be Adriana and Frederic’s turn. Adriana blathers on about her trust issues some more, but finally shuts up long enough to dress like a Brazilian dancer and shake various parts of her body… in celebration of someone else’s marriage. Well, no evening is perfect.