We pick up where we left off last week – the moment before #HouseOfCardsByPhaedra comes crashing down into a pile of messy rubble. There is a lot of caterwauling, fake crying, shrieking, and too-little, too-late apologizing here…Parts 1 & 2 were the bread, part 3 was the mayo and mustard, now let’s get to the meat of this shit sangwich!
Phaedra has now admitted she repeated the rumor to Porsha, that Kandi hatched a plan to pull a Bill Cosby on Porsha and drag her back to her sex dungeon, and commit untold things. With this admission, Porsha fires back at her BFF (soon to be former) – “YOU TOLD ME KANDI SAID IT TO YOU!” This is where Kandi freaks out and a fiery hailstorm of “THE LIES, THE LIES, THE LIES!” rains down on Phaedra.
Porsha starts breaking down, realizing that her BFF used her as pawn in her game to start a vicious rumor, but nobody is buying her tears. I am not really either, considering there are no actual tears coming out of her botox-blocked ducts. She is faking all the way and these two must have used a Groupon for some back alley acting class.
Kandi is legit crying and her copper glitter makeup is in her eyes and she’s blinded. She stumbles off stage and yells to Todd that she’s ready to “punch them Ho’s in the face!” Now there’s a show I can get behind!
Shamea sits with Porsha trying really hard not to say “I told you so”, but she big, fat, says it anyway and this isn’t a message Porsha is ready to receive. Porsha asks for her sister to come in and comfort her, while her BFF, partner in crime, is calmly having her curls touched up.
Everyone else is milling around backstage, they have kicked off their heels and are walking around in their pedicure lily pads. They are ready to lay down, wiggle out of their spanx, and make some popcorn! Kenya gets Brandon on the phone to check her appointment book – nope won’t give any f*cks tomorrow either!
OHAC drops in on Porsha, she feels set up, but knowing that the show must go on, he encourages her to tidy up that eyeliner and apologize to Kandi. He heads across the hall to visit Kandi, and he says “I’m shocked”, while maintaining a cool, half-smiling demeanor, which suggests he is the opposite of shocked. He glances at his watch… touch it up and get back on that stage. Dance, monkeys, dance!
Phaedra’s touched up weave is all set and she creeps in to Porsha’s area saying “I’m sorry!” Porsha is fanning herself with a paper plate she grabbed from craft services. If she has any sense at all she will throw that friendship contract in the nearest appliance fire and run!
The gang assembles themselves back into the insufferable semi-circle of the damned and Porsha asks Phaedra when she was going to “stop the madness” and Phaedra sits there like a clam with lockjaw and dementia.
Porsha insists that Phaedra relayed this rumor as first-hand information, but Phaedra tries to play the “you heard me wrong” card. Kenya pipes up “here comes the spin”! Porsha threatens to pull out text messages and receipts. I sorta wish she would have, but then we would be into part cinq, and I really want to get on with my life.
Porsha insists her BFF maintained this information was first-hand up until two days ago. Phaedra will not supply any explanation other than “bad judgment” and “I made a rash decision”! Sorry counselor Parks, a “rash decision” is eating the entire cake instead of just a slice, #Don’tJudgeMe. You don’t normally make said “rash decision” repeatedly, over a period of 12 successive weeks. #AgainDon’tJudgeMe!
We migrate a bit away from the Bill Cosby allegations and Phaedra does cop to the “Marvin” rumor, which Kandi finds funny because Todd hasn’t even been to New York since his mother passed. Wow, at this point Phaedra should feel like a grade-A piece of dog shit scraped from the bottom of an algae ridden pond, filled with toxic radioactive waste. We briefly touch on the Johnnie lawsuit, Phaedra’s dabblings with Mr. Chocolate, who she claims is a man she was speaking to, but never met, and he was encouraging her. Let’s bag the “is there hope for this friendship” segment and call it a freaking day!
At the end, OHAC presents Cynthia with a 50th birthday cake with trick candles, but we are done with tricks! Get rid of Frick and Frack! Well I don’t know about you, but I am exhausted, winded, and bereft! See you next season!