On the second episode of The Real Housewives of D.C., the stomachs of viewers turned Michaele Salahi celebrated a birthday and received lavish gifts from her husband.
Such as what, you may ask? Our THG correspondent is here to provide that answer, as well as a humorous detailed review of the latest installment. Take it away...
Tonight's episode was a little slow. I think the most interesting character could be Ebong, Lynda's tall, dark and mysterious younger (much, much younger) man. I hope we learn more about him in episodes to come. The most random moment of the show was when Stacie's husband, Jason, took Ebong and Rich into Aunt Frances' basement to tell them about his invention: "The Penile Volumetric Measuring Device."
WHAT?!!? He actually has a patent for it. Why?!? And what does his Harvard MBA wife think about it? And where was stylist Paul Wharton during this conversation?? I can't wait to see the Penile Volumetric Measuring Device for sale on HSN.
That brings me to stylist Paul Wharton. What is the deal? Why is he BFF with all these old ladies? We learned that Lynda threw him a party for his 30th birthday but he was only allowed to invite 25 people. According to Michaele, that made him really sad because he has more than 25 friends. So she decided to throw a party where Paul Wharton could invite as many people as he wants!
We also learned how Mary met Michaele. It seems that Michaele used to work at the Trish McEvoy counter at Nordstrom selling make-up. But then she married Tareq so now she goes to lots of hotels, makes the BEST Virginian wine and has a horse named Sparkles!!
This week, she offered unsolicited parenting advice to Mary, told Lolly that she should pick up after her dog, nearly spit out Aunt Frances' wine and wouldn't taste the collard greens. She also left with out saying good bye to Stacie. OMG!
Lynda was pretty low-key most of this episode. It is clear that she has issues with Michaele and wants her to eat more hamburgers. Tareq waved a sword at Lynda and hit her in the booty with a champagne cork - no table-flipping or hair-pulling ensued, so it all ended happily ever after. Oh well Until next time, readers!