Remind Me, Why do Goldfish Need to Wear Sunglasses?
Pepperidge Farm Partners With Natural Food Chef, Bethenny Frankel, To Debut Baked Naturals Crackers and Encourage People to Take Back the Snack!
Funny that they don’t mention her current role as the single Real Housewife of New York City who can’t get her boyfriend who already has three children to commit to her and make more babies.
Instead, Pepperidge Farms has played her up as the “break-out star” from a 2005 Martha Stewart Apprentice spot (the gal clearly loves her camera time).
I suspect it’s because it’s hard to sell the concept of taking back snacks when the woman subsists on lychee martinis and air. I keep waiting for her to eat something, one little nibble—she’s a “healthy foodie,” right? But no, just cocktails.
On last night’s episode Bethanny was bragging about her friend’s restaurant Table 8 in Miami and the whole scene filmed there was her sitting at the bar drinking and getting a lecture about her eggs no longer being fresh (admittedly, someone talking about my eggs like they’re a farm product would make me want to slam a few oranjitas, myself). What’s the use of pals with restaurants if you don’t get free food?
But you seriously think I’m going to read a book called, Gain 25 Thin Thoughts. Lose 25 Heavy Habits and Be: NATURALLY THIN! written by a drunkorexic?
She kept talking about her father, and says people assume she’s successful because of him and but really she had no help at all, there is quite a backstory there I gather. It’s interesting how some people can go from reality show to reality show, almost like professionally acting.
It’s OFFICIAL, total drunkorexic! after last night’s episode when she ordered the “skinny girl’s margarita”.
The best characters on that show are Nicole Kidman on crack and her desperately-seeking-status husband.
Slocker: They showed her at China Grill and “cooking” (despite hired help clearly being in the kitchen) for a dinner party yet not one shot of food actually being consumed. They showed an empty plate (with food remnants) at the restaurant but I had no evidence that she’s the one who actually consumed the contents.
The crackhead lives just up the street from me, well, like ten blocks or more but close enough. I love how her $2 mil townhouse is perceived as scummy by the upper east siders.