For the next 20 minutes or so, Sema’s assessments flow in a stream-of-consciousness manner with very few pauses. There’s no stopping her as she expertly combs my cup in search of images—and, conceivably, hints about my past, present, and future.
At some point, eating kale just became something we were all supposed to do and I’m sick of it. Now brussel sprouts are on the rise.
Therein lies the duality to Bethenny. On one hand, she’s a breath of fresh air, a hilarious strong woman with a caustic edge. On the other, she’s viewed as an aggressive brander, someone who shamelessly self-promotes, has an unhealthy relationship with diet and exercise, and can come off as, quite frankly, a mean-spirited control freak.