The ladies of RHOBH can wear as many bright colors as the rainbow and Pucci will allow, they can plump and buff their faces to a glistening sheen, they can bathe that table in Kyle’s backyard in as much buttery light as they want to…but nothing can convince me that weird ass “six months later” scene was a casual gal pal brunch and not a funeral for this once bustling franchise.
If it wasn’t the series’ death knell, we can at least all agree that the final 20 minutes of this finale was suuuuuper weird. And, in fact, that last three episodes of RHOBH have been weird. And maybe the whole season since we stopped regularly getting to say Lucy Lucy Apple Juice in grave voices. The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills laid its foundation on dark — and I mean dark — subtext (and sometimes just text), so to see these gals wax poetic about friendship at the end of this season that was, professionally speaking, a garbage fire for them, is just one note too false in this recapper’s opinion.