The AC debacle is still living strong in the world of the RHONY. And it seems that Sonja Morgan has a lot of say about a lot of things. Sonja took to her Bravo blog this week to discuss her version of the Atlantic City events. Sonja also explains what she thinks is the real reason behind Heather’s anger.
It’s a long one so grab a coffee or a Bloody Mary before reading, trust me you’ll need it. See what Sonja had to say below!
“Girls may want to have fun, but I guess Housewives just want to have drama.
First and foremost, I need to address the situation that occurred at my home at the beginning of the episode. What really happened was that I was taking a call from my sister from Nashville who was just telling me she was not be able to come to watch my daughter, because her best friend had just passed away. My carefully laid plan blew up, and if I didn’t secure someone else trustworthy to watch my daughter, I couldn’t leave to Atlantic City overnight. I was trying to deal with all of that. I was focused on taking care of my family, and Heather went completely ballistic on me on the phone when she called to come up, and I told her I would meet her in the limo, and besides, Bethenny was late, and some of the others had not arrived yet! What really pissed her and the some other girls off was that Her Royal Skinny Bitch was late. (I’m Lady Morgan, we have Countess Luann, Princess Radziwill, and now Lady Dorinda–I think the queen of skinny stuff deserves a title, too!) HRSB’s tardiness is what set off the bomb. Luann can vouch for that. Heather can’t take that she might not be HBIC anymore in this crew. (Head Bitch In Control) Trust me it’s not about me, it’s always about them. At least I don’t lie and comment on things I don’t understand about others’ businesses to be relevant among the girls.
Then, incredibly rudely, she barges up the stairs screaming, we are leaving without you. To be clear, the intern did not let Heather and the girls in the HEATED foyer. So ask yourself, how did she get in? The reason it was cold was because everyone was running in and out. I could feel the draft upstairs! Nor did they say Lady Morgan is not receiving guests. They never call me Lady Morgan out of the circle of #TeamSonja. That just sounds ludicrous. I can’t believe how many lies Heather was able to concoct in her head within a 15-minute period. They all had black town cars to get to the white stretch limo in front of my house. You can clearly see the black car in front of my house. She did call, and I told her I needed the time to finish the call with my sister, had no one to attend to the girls if they wanted to come up, and that I would be right down. Interns are here to learn, they are not employees or domestics. I have to be with the interns when they observe or participate in any entertaining at home. I won’t tell you the disasters that can occur in a home like mine in 15 minutes. Just imagine French doors, pond in backyard, front doors to street, garbage disposals, elevators, electric gates, two poodles, the cat, and a myriad of other accidents waiting to happen without me with the interns, who are trying to help out and learn.
For the record, Heather has NEVER carried me up the stairs to my bedroom. Yes, she has given me a ride home from downtown on her way up to Harlem and has come in for another drink for the road.
When they came into the foyer, a cup of tea was spilled all over the marble mosaic floor and on the antique table all while calling me a bitch. I had to lift the glass and wipe it clean so it didn’t get trapped and destroy the piece! I had to put the glass to the side to be sure the mahogany table dried completely before putting the glass back on (which is dangerous while out on the floor). She kept saying that I made her wait an hour and that I was holding everyone up, because I was packing, but that is simply not true! We saw the girls were at my house at 10:38 with a time stamp. Not an hour! We were supposed to convene at 10:30 from all over the city; that’s why I sent the town cars. As far as I’m concerned asking everyone to wait a few minutes because of a family emergency is not an egregious social error. I wish that Heather hadn’t been such a drama queen and could be a little more gracious about the trip I had put together for us all. I would like her to be caring enough to say Sonja is taking care of some family matters and will be coming down soon. What happened was she was pissed Bethenny was late. At first Bethenny was going to be an hour late and then texted to say she was coming sooner. I let Ramona know that. I understand people are late. What’s important is that we’re all together on the trip. That’s when they started to say they were leaving. That I could wait for Bethenny. Nice! The poor girl was apologizing profusely when she arrived.
I know that Bethenny was trying to be supportive in the limo, but she was telling me that I couldn’t talk about my past experiences, like where I like to travel and spend my time. What she doesn’t understand, because we haven’t seen each other in private for quite a while, is that those experiences aren’t in the past. I still vacation to Gstaad yearly in my updo and smoky eye. LOL! Even the Learning Annex asked me to come in and demonstrate. So someone is interested! I sure see the hits on my podcast at http://www1.play.it/audio/sonja-in-the-city-with-sonja-morgan/, so they are interested. I think what Bethenny is saying is that THESE girls don’t want to hear it. Don’t really care about my happiness as some of my other cliques enjoy talking about travels and people. I’ve been going to these places for my entire life, and I love to share them and invite others along. Why shouldn’t I be able to talk about my life? Why can’t I talk about my past and wonderful relationships I have maintained? I make it clear to Bethenny in the hotel room that I have closure with the ex-husband, it’s now the financial strife from the judgment I’m paying that kills me in my tracks. I would never wish that any of the girls to lose a lawsuit like that. But that is a whole ‘nother blog. Bethenny was very intuitive when she said I should talk to someone, because since my sister moved away, I’ve been doing exactly that, because these girls do not give me the emotional support I need. In fact, their constant badgering makes it worse not better. Everyone should be able to relax and be themselves and talk about their plans and life experiences in a healthy back-and-forth banter when they’re with their friends. I don’t feel like I’m afforded that respect with these friends.
I do appreciate that Bethenny is able to laugh about things even after what the girls told her! At least she’s not too serious like the rest of the girls. All in all, it was a horrible way to start off this fabulous girls trip that I had planned to lift Ramona’s spirits, and it ended even worse. I was so upset that I didn’t have one cocktail in the limo going to AC and kept checking my emails for my business and finances. I was not talking at all on the trip to The Borgata other than trying to be nice and purposely sat on the end.
At least when we finally got to Atlantic City, we were welcomed by an elegant, professional manager and butlers from the hotel! That’s more like the kind of trip I had in mind with these girls. More fun times and less crying and catfights. I’m so happy I was able to have good quality time with Ramona in our suite. It’s hard for me to be there for her emotionally when I’m being attacked all the time, so any time we get to spend time away from the other girls is really special. Like when we were gambling and dancing on our own. The other women want to keep me in a nice little-labeled box because of their own insecurities. They would not feel the need to constantly be talking about me unless they were uncomfortable with where they themselves are going. I have seen this script in my life over and over. People with real concerns don’t share them with the world. They are protective and keep it between the friend and themselves. In private. They don’t want me to do well and get out of this mess of a divorce and lawsuit resulting in a $7 million dollar judgment. They are just trying to level the playing field by bringing me down, but nobody can bring me down!
After this, I know that I shouldn’t drink with these women. You will see I refrain from partying in Turks and Caicos and stick to wine. One has to be in a good place mentally, with cool friends, and with good booze (or beer) to survive an evening of hard partying like these girls do. They all started drinking in the limo on the way over, starting before 12pm for four hours. I really don’t know how their livers do it! After one hard drink, I’m buzzed. After two, I’m bombed! After three, I’m yours! I’m a cheap date as they say. People ask me why my skin is so nice. One reason is I can’t drink that much, so it’s usually an early night if I don’t stick to wine and wine spritzers. So, I didn’t start drinking until we got to the hotel. The key to having a good night out (and I do feel that I’m an expert on the subject) is to be with good people and to be in a good mood. Instead, I was surrounded by women who are always nit-picking me and trying to belittle my life decisions. (I think I have had a good one! Even while dealing with the tremendous stress of late.) The women also need to understand that, really, I am going through a lot.I’m blessed in so many ways, but I have hit a speed bump and really want to retain my independence. I don’t look to a man to take care of me or my daughter. I am building a fashion lifestyle brand from scratch. I am self-made. No one has ever handed me anything. I work hard and pull my own weight. Or no one would invest in my companies.
Sometimes when you’re having a rough time, you need to be able to let loose, and that’s what I was trying to do in Atlantic City. What happens in Atlantic City stays in Atlantic City, they say. I should have known better than to let my walls down around them. But at least now I’ve learned my lesson! No one can tell me when I should stop my hard-parting ways and settle down except me. Life is all about moving on and moving upward. I wear that saying on my pinky ring every day, and it serves me well. That and my abundance candle. LOL.
Ramona and I rooming together reminds me of Season 4 in Morocco and then Season 5 in St. Barths. Ramona and I went off on our own during that trip, too, and we had a great time running from Luann and her etiquette rules. I hope that this trip helped Ramona to get through her first birthday without Mario. I’m glad that I was able to help in any way that I could by staying light, and not putting her under a microscope. I also decided to leave my issues with Ramona aside for her birthday. I really felt I deserved an apology for the way she treated me and spoke to me about my divorce when she hadn’t experienced it first-hand. But I will have to wait for that.
I’m glad that Bethenny cared enough open up to me about how she was feeling. I really do think that Bethenny was coming from a good place and that she is trying to help me, but I did feel a little attacked at dinner. We all know that Bethenny can project her life experiences at times on others, so I’m glad that the two of us were able to talk and clear the air. Bethenny was right saying that divorce is like a death. Losing your best friend, lover, and father to your daughter is not something that I would wish upon anyone (as we saw in Morocco with the psychic who said Mario was cheating), and it’s something that takes a long time to adjust to. I don’t want to enter into another relationship until I feel that I can contribute as an equal partner emotionally and can stand on my own two feet financially. I just didn’t feel that I could do that a year ago. Hence, the younger men. Between being a mother, running my businesses, starting new businesses, managing my reorganization, and dealing with my legal situation, I don’t have much left to give to another person. But as I’ve said in the past, life moves in a circle, and I’ve had my low times, and now I’m headed back up to a high point again. I’m very lucky because I have many circles of supportive, non-judgmental friends that like me for being me. I have a very strong family base and spiritual beliefs. God has been there for me. But I’m just taking life one day at a time like everybody else! See you all next week for more fun times and hopefully less clubs, crying, and catfights!”
Sonja, Sonja, Sonja this blog just makes you sound so crazy. This blog is all over the place and just makes very little sense. However, I do think Heather is maybe, just maybe, a little jealous of Bethenny and wants to be the one calling the shots, but she can’t cause Bethenny just takes over.
Is Heather angry she’s not the HBIC anymore? Do you believe Sonja or Heather’s version of the events? Was Heather as rude as Sonja made it seem? Do the other Housewives not want to see Sonja happy? Is Sonja living in the past and not the present?