I was happy to see Dorinda and Bethenny put aside their feelings from their Miami dinner and continue on the positive path of bringing aid and relief to the citizens of Puerto Rico. Clearly, the recipients of this generosity were thrilled to receive the gift cards to purchase groceries and other necessities. Because the money was distributed directly to the people, I feel good about my donation actually making it into the hands of those who need it, instead of paying the administrative costs of a larger operation.

Bethenny, don’t you have enough to do? Why are you championing Sonja when you have no idea of our situation or how we got that way? One week you’re outing her for not donating to your charity, and the next week she’s your new bestie. You have absolutely no idea of the truth of the situation, so stop drinking Sonja’s Kool-Aid. She’s not sad that she is being left out by me. She’s choosing this pitiful role, and you’re falling for it. Another thing: If you are allowed to be Sonja’s mouthpiece and take up for her, why is it wrong for Carole to support me? Seems like Sonja is pulling YOUR strings.

For Sonja and you to suggest that I was destitute with no friends and nowhere to live is ridiculous. At the Megu dinner, you stomped me down over and over. It was going to be your version of the truth and not THE TRUTH. I wasn’t allowed to speak.

And Sonja, as you know, you have NOT tried to be a good friend. I am upset because you lied about me last year. I’m upset this year because you continue to lie about me. How do you expect me to be your friend when you continue to talk shizzz about me? Maybe I connect more with Dorinda and Carole, because they don’t say ugly things behind my back. FRIENDS DON’T TRY TO HURT THEIR FRIENDS, SONJA. Tell the truth. The real reason you got mad was that you wanted me forever dependent on you, and I actually broke away and made some good friends in the group by myself.

And what an absolute fool you make of yourself suggesting that I am a Holly Golightly from Breakfast at Tiffany’s. Excuse me? Are you talking about me or yourself?

Don’t you dare try to disseminate lies that Scott packed me up and moved me to the hotel HE got for me. You know very well that I had been looking for another place to stay and had found and paid for that hotel BEFORE I ever met him. He simply helped me move in because he happened to be in town and that is what a gentleman does.

Stop playing the role of the fey, ditzy Chrissy from Three’s Company who is really nothing but a delightful zany minx. You’re not. You are calculating, and you know it. This will go on and on unless we just end it. I have said and demonstrated how appreciative I was for your offer to stay at your house. I will not say it again. I hope that the talk we had later at Karen Duffy’s book party puts an end to these never-ending stories you tell about me.

And just CLIP IT, Countess Hypocrisy. I don’t need YOU to school me on situational etiquette of any kind. Bethenny directed an accusation towards me concerning her new BFF Sonja and then refused to allow me to answer or defend myself. This is why I started to raise my voice. I was not being heard. You have a habit of calling people out for the very things you do in abundance.

See you next week!

Xoxo,

Tinsley