(Spoiler alert: that last one’s unique to Sonja.)
while being physically pulled out of a stranger’s mansion.
(Maybe I’d have to ask Ramona).
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Truly, it’s good to be back in New York City, even if we’re nottechnicallythere.
Well, everyone except Luann who has dipped out to her chiropractor.
Sure, that’s specific!
But it’s ultimately no problem because most of these women are keeping their vulnerabilities ready at a hair-trigger.
As previously discussed, Ramona and Dorinda both talk about the fear they’re facing over feeling directionless.
The thing with Tinsley is I simply think there’s just not a ton more to say.
And who does that leave?
We’re just gonna be big babies."
I could legitimately listen to a montage of Sonja talking nonsense for hours…
And I’m in luck!
Because that’s what happens for the rest of the episode, just with a deteriorating level of coherency.
The house is certainly …big.
If Sonja wasourfriend, this would be mortifying.
It’s reallyunbelievablehow long and in how many different ways Sonja is screaming about her vagina at this party.
“I wasnotan accessory, I was apartnerwith my husband,” Sonja begins screaming.
“Why would you say that, I’m a boss bitch!”
What is Sonja’s definition, you may ask?
“I’M NOT ARM CANDY, I DONT SHAVE MY P—Y!”
That’s when everyone decides it’s time to get out of this basement and see some windows again.
“I like him,” she slurs to Leah as the young man laughs nervously.
The boy is full-on cackling now, as Sonja asks an approaching Luann howheris vagina is?
“Let me check,” Luann deadpans without missing a beat.
She bends over and peaks under her skirt: “Yep, it’s all still there.”
I love party Lu!!
“I come to you and what do I get?
See you back here next week!
