Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Ménage a Trios' : More Whimpering Punk and the Gruesome Twosome

With a “side order”assist

Steve Sickler, an OC register columnist, posted two articles over the last week about Gretchen Rossi and her complicated love life, further complicated by the postings all over the internet by Tamra Barney, Vicki Gunvalson, the hapless Jay Photoglou and last/least Pizza Girl

from Steve Sickler:

“I don't watch "The Real Housewives of Orange County" anymore. I've grown to detest the mindless materialism it portrays in name of "reality TV" while most of the participants couldn't afford the excesses provided for them during filming.

But, in writing this column I become privy to all kinds of information about what you don't see about these attention getting floozies on the show. And that stuff is hysterically bizarre.

Case in point, I missed the "reunion" show where Tamra (last year's self-professed "best looking housewife") got in a verbal cat-fight with Gretchen (this year's new attractive bleach-blond).

Still fuming about Gretchen making out with her younger son in the bathroom during one episode, Tamra accused Gretchen of having a bedroom relationship with a 40-year-old named Jay while she was engaged to a leukemia suffering guy, Jeff, who was 65. I'm told Gretchen turned completely white, except for her hair, before stammering a denial.

A while back I wrote about Gretchen's boyfriend Jay's claim that he had police escort him into the house he shared with Gretchen just a few months after her fiancé passed on (hopefully to a place where your fiancé doesn't have a boyfriend), and finding most of Slade Smiley's clothes on coffee table.

This was terribly convenient for the police, since Slade had a warrant out for missing child support, so they arrested him after finding him hiding upstairs. After that column, a bunch of people emailed me with all kinds of stories that basically supported Tamra's accusation.

The most interesting email came from a guy who claims the woman that was Gretchen's roommate during the filming of the show, appeared with Gretchen during the "burlesque party and Bass Lake episodes." This roommate told him Jay was sleeping with Gretchen all along and that Jay was along at Bass Lake (I'm guessing he brought his own rod).

Another email claims Gretchen met Jeff back in 2005, divorced her then-husband in late 2007, began seeing this Jay in early 2008, got engaged to Jeff shortly thereafter - but kept seeing Jay - and then ended the year living with Jay. In less than two months into 2009 she had already broken up with Jay while having Slade at the house for sleepovers. I don't know about you, but I'm feeling a little left out here.

Is any of this true? I don't know. But this Jay character claims it is. He has been all over the media claiming he was Gretchen's "real boyfriend." Careful Jay, this is a term Gretchen uses rather broadly.

Jay offered to take a lie detector test and is posting pictures of him and Gretchen online. My favorite picture is of them playing tongue tag, her bare legs wrapped around his waist while her arms drape down his back - with her now "reality famous" engagement ring in full view.

I don't get why Tamra and Gretchen can't get along, they have so much in common. Both Tamra's husband and Gretchen's ex-boyfriend Jay were car salesmen.

And both these women are real estate agents attracted to guys that don't know how to invest in real estate - Jay and Slade lost their respective homes to foreclosure while Tamra's home is worth much less than she and husband Simon paid for it. You'd think they'd have some laughs trading stupid guy stories.

All this would be just more Darwin Award material if these women weren't busy trying to get more attention. Now Gretchen is trying to get crowned "OC Woman of the Year" for her work raising money for cancer victims like her ex-fiancé Jeff. I'm sure the charity hopes she is successful.

Not sure we'd want to call Gretchen the "OC Woman of the Year" though. Unless their slogan is: "Floozies Flirting for a Cure." Then she'd be perfect.”

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