The ladies’ Morroccan vacation goes south this week when the bad blood between Jill Zarin and Ramona Singer hits its boiling point. “We’d been putting off talking about what happened last year in St. John for a long time,” says Jill of being booted from the gang’s “Scary island” getaway by her former bud. “I showed up, and [she] didn’t welcome me in. Technically, did she throw me out? No. But when I said I would leave, she was like, ‘Don’t let the door hit you on the behind.’”
When the gals finally try to hash out the old hurt during their trip to Marrakech tonight, things go from bad to worse faster than you can say “nice caftan.” “I think Ramona expected me to come in and apologize—for what, I don’t know—and that she would accept it and we would move on. But you know what? I needed to tell her what was on my mind… I wanted an apology form her.”
What she gets instead is classic Housewives, with tempers flaring, tears flowing andRamona subjecting everyone to yet another meltdown. “I see on the commercials that she’s lying on the bed crying and to me, it looks fake. She’s crying a lot this season and they are such inauthentic tears,” says Jill.
Can these two ever bury the hatchet? Not unless it’s in one another’s backs, apparently. Even after a relatively peaceful dinner with the whole group (complete withbelly dancing), Jill says, “We’ll be frenemies for the rest of our lives… [this] was really sort of the end of it.”
At least Jill’s keeping it all in the proper perspective. “I’m a person and I have feelings,” she says. “But thank God for Ramona. I don’t know what we would do without her. If we were all holding hands, running through the grass… how boring would that be?” Amen, sister.
Damian Holbrook