Alex McCord Disses "Real Housewives Of D.C."

TVWatch.com:

In season 3 of The Real Housewives of New York City, fans applauded when Alex McCord finally stood up to her costar, Jill Zarin. “When you’re dealing with someone who only understands when you hit her in the face with a verbal two-by-four, then that’s what you have to do,” McCord says of the famous “mean girl” confrontation. Now, McCord, who says, “It is absolutely crucial and necessary in reality TV to let people know how you feel,” is bringing her outspoken attitude to a blog about Bravo’s newest chapter in the hit Housewives franchise, The Real Housewives of Washington D.C. Each week, McCord will share her thoughts on and advice for her D.C. counterparts. “It is a great ride to take in life. It’s so much fun,” McCord says of the reality TV spotlight. “Maintain your sanity in whatever way you need to.” Here’s McCord’s first post about Thursday’s series premiere:



My opening line on New York City series goes like this: “To a certain group of people, status is everything.” But in D.C., we learned, “the currency is proximity to power.” Both are sweeping statements but both scratch the soft white underbelly of what everyone who is honest thinks, at some point, of either city. So far, most of the D.C. Housewives seem to be sitting in the balcony — about as close to power as Sarah Palin‘s ex-stylist’s manicurist. 


The closest two seem to be Cat Ommanney, whose husband has a security-clearance-level job, though for how much longer once this series airs, we’ll see, and Mary Amons, who was born there and grew up socializing with the families of political icons. She and I have a few things in common, which is one of the reasons I wanted to blog about the show. I was born in D.C., spent my first couple of years in McLean, Va., and whether there or back in Highland Park, my dad played poker the guys everyone knows, who would never in a billion years be on a reality show other than C-SPAN. My father was in D.C. due in part to members of the Bush family — yes, they ruled school even in the ’70s. (Mary and I also share the same annoying strings for intro music. Sorry, darling.) Next season (if there is one), she’ll learn not to say the word “connections” and to know that by name-dropping her neighbors, she has outed them, since her address will be all over the Internet by next week. I did enjoy watching her drunkenly try to integrate Washington’s hair salons, and her husband Rich trying on pants. The only place Simon would wear those pink pants is to a dinner with someone he wanted to annoy. They call them “f— you” pants for a reason, and every man should have a pair.

Having heard forever about what pleasant people the Bushes all were, I understood where Cat was attempting to go at Stacie‘s party. I remember having a heated argument with my mother in 2000 about not allowing your rosy memories of someone’s family to color the way you vote. You can be the nicest guy in the world at parties, which might get you elected, but it doesn’t make you a good leader. Cat lost me when, in her husky Wiltshire voice, she proceeded to brag about her husband and show cell phone photos of Vice President Biden. Ugh. By going so far as to tell people that your husband’s photos elected a president, you’ve shown the world that you are insecure and need to jockey for position. Badly played, Cat, though not the worst offender.


Probably I’d like Stacie off camera, but on camera she bores me. Kudos to her for being lovely, articulate and a hard worker, but she showed her naïveté when she defended someone she doesn’t know. Don’t ever do that; you’ll get burned.

She goes on to call Lynda "two-faced" and equates Michaele to a "talking Barbie"--blunt talk to be expected from the new and improved Alex, but I like in particular how she went after Stacie being "boring" and naive because that conversation about Tyra Banks in the kitchen still irks me. Again, I get where Cat was coming from dissing Tyra and to go out of your way to defend Tyra Banks of all people, really now?