Tamra packs two identical hot pink suitcases, one for snow (Uggs, furry vest), one for sun (bikinis, white tank with "Bride" on it). Tamra explains to Gretchen that her preferred bachelorette party mode is "naked wasted."
These women seem actually bad at pretending to be on a TV show that pretends to be situated in some sort of reality. Everyone -- cast members, show creators and the network--are just trying way too hard.
While some might think that the winning word of the Scripps National Spelling Bee being the familiar Yiddish word for what we Jews put in our chicken soup signaled the end of offensive Jewish stereotypes, think again. A new reality TV show is about to send us back several generations.
Hostess of the year Tamra tells Alexis that maybe she shouldn't be around the group if they make her so upset. Sage advice, Tamra, to a fellow cast member of a reality show who is essentially under contract to spend time with "the group."
We finally meet rich-niche-magazine magnate Lydia McLaughlin, the heiress of a Canadian media mogul, who divulges her publication's brand identity: "Beverly Hills Lifestyle Magazine is supposed to represent that everybody wants a Beverly Hills lifestyle."