It used to be that we just referred to them as “The Real Housewives”.  We were all vaguely aware that they had individual names, but we all referred to them by nicknames.  Whether it was Orange County, Atlanta, New York, or New Jersey, they were all just “The Real Housewives”.  The only differences were really in the accents.  Oh yes, and the Atlanta cast is actually multi-racial.  But a princess is a princess is a princess, whether or not she has the actual title, and every one of these women qualified. 

And now, just as the only non-housewife on “The Real Housewives of New York” is actually getting ready to marry someone, she bolts from the show.

When The Smackdown Occurs, My Money's On This One.

When The Smackdown Occurs, My Money's On This One.

Bethenny Frankel, the 37 year-old organic chef who made the same pact we all make with our gay boyfriends (to marry them and have kids if we don’t find an appropriate hetero mate within a certain amount of time), finally got an engagement ring from boyfriend Jason Hoppy.  She’s going to be a wife!  What better time to decide you really need your own reality show, if only to get away from that obnoxious narcissist Kelly?

So off goes Bethenny Frankel with an offer from the Bravo network to have her own show.  This is, of course, hot on the heels of the release of her book and her agreement with PETA to pose in the buff for them.  The plan is to follow this “real” person as she plans her wedding and continues her career.  The show was set to be called “Skinny & the City”, a cute reference to Bethenny’s invention of the “Skinnygirl” cocktails, which have far fewer calories than their regular counterparts. 

Bethenny was all on board.  Her own show, a fiancé, a hot-selling book, going nude to save animals…it was a dream!

Except for the part where someone owns the website skinnyandthecity.com, a NEW YORK-based website that gives women from NEW YORK nutritional advice from registered dietician Tanya Zuckerbrot.  Zuckerbrot has said that, “Me and my staff spent a considerable amount of time brainstorming [the name of the site] and decided ‘Skinny and the City’ truly encapsulates the philosophy I preach”.  Horrible grammar aside, does it offend anyone else that two women are ready to have a WWE-style smack-down over the word “skinny”? 

What about “thin”—or better yet, “healthy”.

No, they’re willing to go to court over the concept that puts 12 year-olds on diets and sends Lindsay Lohan on a non-eating tear every time she has a fight with Samantha Ronson.

I just hope that, when the smack-down occurs, that they put it on pay-per-view and send all the proceeds to eating disorder clinics in Greater Manhattan.