I can't. I've reached peak patience. It's a constant rinse and repeat cycle here. Things I gleaned from the approx 5 minutes my brain allowed me to watch:
That weird thing on her boob and that "cat scratch" still haven't fully healed. It's been like 3 months, gorl.
She told Eric on his birthday that she dreaded going out with them because "muh depresshun". In reality, I'm sure she dreaded it because it was a trip to Lexington that didn't involve Cheesecake Factory.
She started rambling about a new eating plan and reached for her phone to make a grocery list. GORL, you have a bazillion journals that you NEVER use. These would be more useful for this task because you could date them and then flip back and forth and see how the food you purchased was used and how it assisted your weight loss efforts.
It was at this point I didn't have enough vodka to watch anymore. She's horrible, she continues to be horrible, her titties are out WAY too much for someone with no real titties. Guize, I'm exhausted with her at this point. Even Chantal is more amusing and that's fucking saying something.