Leave Cat Cora alone you bastards!
Boo on you Bravo. How dare you makeover Cat Cora. The made up Dallas mom before me is not my favorite fiesty iron lesbian, rather the low rent understudy to an off Broadway version of My Dinner With Marilyn. This woman is some girly DeLaurentiis with hips that’s always trying to conjure a dinner that goes great with a lemonade cocktail. Although I wish her luck, I’m sure the ending of this show won’t be much different from Marilyn’s life. For I would bury my face in a mountain of Xanex if I had to work with Curtis “Zero Personality” Stone. Now please proceed to hell Mr. Bravo and all your minions.