The Real Housewives of New York City: Sonja's Broke—Time to Party!

Fri, Jul 08, 2011 10:27 AM by

The latest chapter in the sensational life of real housewife Sonja Morgan may involve the number 11, but that doesn't stop the bankrupt Big Appleite from throwing a burlesque party for all her rich BFFs.

To achieve the proper mix of blatant sleaze and classic sleaze, discerning Sonja consults good buddy and fashion desginer Chris March, who offers up his brand of lingerie advice.

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Real Housewives of NYC: Sonja Puts the Ass in Masquerade

Fri, May 13, 2011 01:05 PM by

On last night's Real Housewives of...Oh What Difference Does It Make?, Sonja Morgan threw a costume party and, wouldn't you know it, she forgot to masquerade the bottom half of her body.

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Real Housewives of NYC: A Passionate Roll in the Sand With Your Dog

Fri, Apr 29, 2011 01:15 PM by Andrew Genser

On last night's Real Housewives of NYC, Kelly and Sonja took a stroll on the beach to talk about Ramona, when Kelly decided the time to talk about Ramona was over and the time to make "sand angels" while your dog licks your face was just beginning.

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Disco Still Sucks on Real Housewives of New York: Soup's Top 5 Countdown

Sat, Jun 05, 2010 07:00 PM by Peter Gilstrap

It's another boring Sunday, and the only entertainment choices are Cannibal Hippos, Primer Impacto and Becker. So why not spend some time reliving this week's best moments in Soup?

LuAnn deLesseps: The Countess is not only a real housewife of New York City, she's a real bad singer. But that shouldn't stop you from finding some perverse pleasure in her anthemic disco statement "Money Can't Buy You Class." Seriously.

And the hits just keep on comin'…

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Down for the Countess on Real Housewives of New York City

Fri, Jun 04, 2010 11:10 AM by Peter Gilstrap

Evidentally the Real Housewives of New York City haven't learned a fundamental lesson from their Tri-State-area counterparts in New Jersey: It's a lot more entertaining to watch ruthless character assassination, shame-based personality meltdowns and overblown acts of petty rage in public places than it is to suffer through bad disco singing.

Welcome to Countess LuAnn deLesseps's irony-pushing public debut of her song "Money Can't Buy You Class," wherein the Housewife not only gives a lip-synched performance that would humiliate a tipsy drag queen, but teaches a valuable life lesson to stunned Jill Zarin and Kelly Bensimon.

While we're on the subject, here are a few other things money can't buy ...

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The Dish: Disco Finally Dead Thanks to Real Housewives of New York City

Mon, May 24, 2010 12:11 PM by Peter Gilstrap

LuAnn de Lesseps is apparently bored with being a divorced countess and a real Big Apple housewife. So what does someone in her situation—in other words someone with no discernable talent—do? 

Record a single, of course. Following in the pitchy footsteps of real Atlanta housewife Kim Zolciak, LuAnn leant her husky tones to a tune recalling golden coke-and-rollerskates era disco anthems, "Money Can't Buy You Class." It can, however, buy you voice lessons, something LuAnn seems unaware of. 

When you're done cringing, take the Kleenex wads out of your ears and let your multi-talented Dish hostess Danielle Fishel croon the definitive version.

Get in line for more Dish Saturday night at 10 p.m. ET/PT on the Style Network!

Lost Trailer Found: Soup's Top Five Clips This Week

Sun, May 23, 2010 05:30 AM by Peter Gilstrap

Joel McHale and Team Soup have spent another tireless week suffering through the best of the worst on TV so you don't have to. Now, let's take a look back at the top five, shall we?

1. Nobody likes a spoiler. Except us, of course, so let us ruin everything for Lost fans with a sneak preview of how the whole thing turns out. Actually it's fake. Which means it's even better.

One down, four to go…

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Satchels of Psychosis on Real Housewives of New York City

Fri, May 21, 2010 01:00 PM by Andrew Genser

Last night's Real Housewives of New York City featured the mental breakdown of Kelly Bensimon. She became paranoid, full of rage, delusional. Basically, on the madness scale, she was hovering somewhere between that homeless guy who collects skin filings and Larry King.

Here she is at breakfast, ending one of her numerous nonsensical arguments with an equally nonsensical phrase.

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