Angel invites the ladies to her home in Colorado. Upon arrival, she promises a week of “fun, togetherness, shots, and sisterhood,” ...which was not exactly fulfilled.
Everyone thinks they are heading to Angel's house but instead their first stop is a rental. Angel starts things off with some shade, assigning Gizelle and Ashley to the smallest room in the house with two single beds and no bathroom. Gizelle is sour from the start and immediately starts looking at alternate accommodations. Later that night Gizelle informs Angel their house has no running water.
The group heads to Aspen, where they shop at Kemo Sabe and announce their purchases down to the cent, except Stacy who spends nothing and credits it as the secret to staying rich. Gizelle announces to the group that she has booked the executive suite and a room for everyone at the Four Seasons. Somehow everyone is convinced to go on Angel’s final excursion which was supposed to be fly fishing, but ends up being an argument-fueled road trip to a gas station food truck, which Gizelle does NOT do. They are fed up and ready to go home. Ashley tells Angel, “This is where the trip ends for us.”
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The best Housewives have a brand, and Robyn Dixon is no exception. Her brand is late. When it comes to sleeping in and being the last to arrive, she’s the best to ever do it. Robyn is the Michael Jordan of texting “On my way! Traffic!” while still in a bathrobe. Of course she misses her flight and has to give room assignments over the phone.
Gizelle Bryant takes the ladies of Potomac back to her roots in New Orleans. If one wants to understand what makes Gizelle tick, they have to eat Creole food, meet a giant alligator named Brutus who has been alive longer than anyone can remember, dance in a second line, and, of course, meet her dad Curtis.
Monique has a French name and an essential oils business, and that’s two reasons for her to celebrate her birthday in Cannes. No sooner has everyone unpacked and met for a bite, than Ashley is accusing Karen of living in a townhouse instead of the palatial home she entertains in. She denies it, but there is blood in the water.
Being a gracious hostess is an art. The first step is knowing whether you are the hostess or not, and Charrisse Jackson and Karen Huger have not passed that test. However, Karen, who left a personalized gift basket in each woman’s room and arranged a sunset dinner on the lawn, might be the more dedicated of the two hostesses.