You know who my least favorite character was on Bravo's visitors guide to the new New York City, Real Housewives of New York City? Countess LuAnn. A countess named LuAnn? Isn't that a contradiction in terms, you may ask? Exactly. It's as if someone put googly eyes and a tiara on a soiled trash bag. And then set it on fire. And then threw up on it. And then it got run over by a poor family on their way to Disney world. And then a
Mexican (apologies) Latina lady cleaned it up a bit. And then I spit on it. Then you've got LuAnn. Well, someone spotted her in the city recently, smelling cheese and wearing a "barncoat." Naturally her daughter was mortified. LuAnn, I really hope you're reading this. Because you're an awful, awful person. Seriously. Full stalker sighting after the jump.
The Countess was sniffing a lot of cheese and putting the shopkeeper to work her at Cheeses on 62nd (near Lex). Daughter was also in tow, and they both looked exactly as they do on the show. The daughter had that permanently embarassed look that most girls her age with reality show mothers tend to get. Honestly if I hadn't heard her throaty voice she would've just been another UES mom in a barncoat with a be-legginged teenage daughter moping at her side.