Juliet and Davis are separated. He’s living in a hotel, but telling people it’s a trial separation with no attorneys involved yet. Imagine her surprise when she meets with Zoe’s high-powered attorney-friend, only to learn he’s already been retained by Davis for the divorce. What are the chances of that happening in a city with thousands of high-powered attorneys?
Oh, and their daughter, Emily, gets suspended from school over a provocative photo, and begs them to send her to boarding school. Boarding school! “Please, Mom,” she tells Juliet. “I’m not like you. I can’t pretend everything is ok.” Ouch. And another ouch is Juliet’s hair. What’s with that up-do she’s got going? She looks like the Queen of freakin’ England.
Zoe and Eric are stressing over their 10th anniversary. They just can’t coordinate their schedules to celebrate. Zoe says, “How about we check into a hotel for the night? Eric says, “How about we just give each other presents?” Jane says, “How about you just conk each other over the heads and put us all out of our misery?”
But that doesn’t happen, so I’m forced to watch the rest of this boring show, wherein Zoe ends up on Long Island with a business associate – a “work husband,” the girls call him – and she and Eric cross paths trying to reach each other on their anniversary. Yes, it’s the same lame storyline we’ve seen a thousand times.
Mia’s still jiving with neurosurgeon Jason, but complains that he’s too intense. Excuse me? Mia has the intensity department all wrapped up with a ribbon. Anyway, she rectifies the situation by hooking up with Zoe’s manny, Adam. See, he’s an amateur photographer, and Mia agreed to look at his photos for possible publication in the magazines.
Ok, I’ve been a magazine writer for 25 years, and I can tell you it doesn’t work that way. At all. But whatever. Clearly, the writers of this show are making it up as they go along.
Caitlin’s straight-lesbian world is thrown into even more turmoil when girlfriend Alicia reveals that she’s pregnant by a sperm donor. Caitlin retaliates by hooking up with Sam, the guy she met in the bar at the lesbian bridal shower a few weeks ago. They sleep together. Alicia finds out about it. Forgives Caitlin. Yada, yada, yada.
As you can tell, I’m pretty bored with this show. There’s nothing new here. You can’t build a show around stupid fashions that look like they're out of a Star Trek movie and clueless characters nobody can identity with. Maybe the writers should all head over to HBO's In Treatment and let Gabriel Byrne shrink their heads.
