We’re still in the Hamps and Brynn has slept with Erin, so I guess she had a toasty room and doesn’t have to bitch about the cold. Erin is supposedly making breakfast, but in her own time, when SHE feels like it, when she is ready. So looks like the Shakshuka is finally happening. Jenna’s

It’s morning in the boujee Hamptons House, where apparently there is a heat malfunction, and the upstairs is cold. Erin ‘doesn’t know what to do?’ Okay, so I don’t mean to brag about my intelligence and mental acuity, but, I don’t know, let me just throw this out – call an HVAC service? Pretty sure

Off on a fall weekend in the Hamptons. Sai puts all Housewives to shame with her thirty bags, so she can Insta post non-stop I guess. This poor driver dude deals with all of them. They don’t even help. His packing of the the luggage is probably a courtesy, not in his job description. But

Here we go – all new RHONY! When they were showing the previews before the premier on Sunday, I though that Brynn was either Mandy Moore, or Kathryn McPhee. Assuming you know who Mandy Moore is, Kathryn McPhee is American Idol alum, married to David Foster, Yolanda’s ex, that was a Beverly Hills Housewife. Doesn’t

Scary Harry Doobers is calling, quite coincidentally as they’re playin the pinning the lips on the Harry game. Does he really think Luann, whose voice sounds like James Earl Jones, is Ramona? Sonja is on the cusp of crossing that fine line from tipsy to shitfaced. We’ll see how this goes. Ramona and Dubin, gross.