Howza Gasmii,

I'm sorry it took an extra day to post this recap. I've had a heck of time writing it and I've fumbled around starting and stopping it several times. I'm not sure why it's so hard to write, except that once I write it I know this recapping assignment is over and I'm going to miss it. Sigh! Sniff! I know, Flipit, you don't have to tell me; the lonely life of being a recapper means knowing how to let go, blah, blah, blah. But, it doesn't mean that I have to like it.

Next Season Ramona's eyes actually pop out of her head.

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Hey Gasmii,

Here we are at the Real Housewives of NYC Finale!!! And I'm looking forward to this episode like a really good dessert after a kick ass meal. Got my skinny girl margarita and my laptop and I'm ready to go...

At the end of a long journey, Ramona finds peace.

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This week rocked! For real! My girl Bethenny is back with Jason, semi-sober and thoroughly awesome. Ramona goes craazaayzy. And we finally get to see why Alex and Simon live in their bedroom...

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Hey Gasmii, welcome back to another week with our favorite uber-rich hausenfrau. This week Bethenny has her meltdown and Michael Jackson has a cameo. So pour out your tequila and enjoy the spectacle.

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Hey Gasmii;

Mega apologies for posting this recap later than normal. Blame it on an aspiring mugger, the ridiculous amount of time it took for me to get my wallet back, and my son's hungry rock band. So enough already, lets get this ball going.

This week the Countess and Alex develop girly crushes; Ramona has a night out; and the Countess locates her husband's royal Johnson in a shop window. Yowza, it doesn't get better than this, so pour out those lychee martini's and take the jump.

Happy Johnsons

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Hey There Gasmii:

Yowza! We're back in Manhattan (spacevenus the "a" is for you) and we're in for a rollicking good time at Fashion Week. This week Simon gives new meaning to the words "I'm not gay"; Christian Sirriano makes a guest appearance in the role of Jill's mom; I start to fall in love with Bethany; and Ramona searches for her cross.

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Hi Gasmii,

This week us lowly people are treated to a short training film on the proper etiquette of dissing your acquaintances on national TV; Jill and Ramona finally face off; and prayers are sent out that the next time we tune in we will find ourselves back in Orange County where this show really belongs. Shouts out to Vicki, I miss your crazy ass. And now back to the not so Real Housewives of NYC.

What? You Wanted a "Real" Housewife?

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***Note from the Editor: Please welcome our newest member of the TVgasm family and one of your auto passes from our last Auditiongasm, YentaPatrol!!

Take my face.

Bravo TV has once again decided to bring us a twisted slice of "Americana", by giving us an up close and personal look at the lives of five "Real Housewives" from New York City. The fact that none of them are housewives, or for that matter the fact that one of the woman isn't even married, must have at some point been pointed out to the person in charge of casting.

Can't you just imagine a bedraggled, unshaven and slightly tipsy, casting director waving a wine glass at Andy Cohen as he tells him, "Listen Bitch, they're women, they're rich, and they agreed to do the show." You've got to feel for the man. Outside of the Trumps there's just not that many reality fame ho's in Manhatten society. Participation on reality shows generally doesn't get covered on the high society pages. But this, my friends, ain't the society pages. Welcome to The Real Housewives of NYC.

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