Kristen meekly asks Stassi if they can talk outside, and then proceeds to eat even more shit than I thought she would. After a few lame attempts at trying to point out that Stassi’s behavior was completely unreasonable, Kristen just bows to Stassi’s unyielding presence and takes responsibility for abandoning her friend and “driving” Stassi to Frank. The two make up, and I don’t think Stassi’s had a better day since her mom told her that they were descended from royalty.
“I missed walking all over you SO MUCH!!! Love you, mean it!”
At Lisa’s house, it’s time for the annual Sur photo shoot with all the staff. Oh, what the what? I’ve heard of a lot of ridiculous bullshit in the Los Angeles restaurant scene, but for PITY’S SAKE. Meat market, much? LA restaurants certainly put a premium on looks when hiring staff, but having an actual photo shoot for it is pretty… special.
Aside from all that, it looks like a ton of fucking fun. Lisa sends the girls up to the small boutique known as her closet and lets them pick out jewelry, and then everyone gets dressed, pretty and messes around in the pool. Don’t believe anyone that says modeling is harder than it looks. Modeling is getting dressed (often with assistance) and galavanting around in front of a photographer. I will go toe to fucking toe with Tyra Banks on that one. I’m not saying it’s easy, but let’s just say I think we’re all motivated to figure out how to look at a lens properly when we’re getting paid to dress, smile and eat craft services.
In other, less diamonds and rose news, Lisa pulls Stassi aside and tells the young “lady” that bringing Frank to Villa Blanca for dinner is what they call in the business, “naked shitdisturbing.” And Stassi should cut it the fuck out – especially considering Lisa had just fired him. Of course Stassi claims that she never, EVER intended to cause any drama, but she might as well have said that she just blew Ken in the bathroom for all Lisa believes her. Jax ain’t too happy about said dinner, either, and confronts Stassi poolside. He interviews that he loves Stassi, but finding out about this dinner with Frank is sowing the seed of doubt in his mind… Jax? Remember the level of commitment you poured out to Stassi in the dog shop? Remember how you said you would do ANYTHING to be with her and you’d never give up? I hope you remember, because it was probably like, a week before. Are you really, REALLY going to whine like a bitch when you hear she had dinner with someone? Nut UP, Son.
Live up to that sock in your speedo!
Stassi assures Jax that he isn’t wasting his time with her, but she’s allowed to see whom she wants. Jax puts on his sad face, but not too much because he’s got some very important photos to take – hey, he’s a professional.