The Millionaire Matchmaker will not let its third season (its first in New York) go unnoticed! First they gave us the creepiest millionaire ever, who "tested" his date with scary food and kept looking at all the women with mental calculations like he was going to make a coat out of their skin. Last week we had a gay millionaire who got a drink thrown in his face (yes!), and Patti, as awful as she is, described him as a "gaygist" (a gay agist.) He may have been right about Patti's semi-homophobic ignorance, but he was a total prick, too. In its relentless style, The Millionaire Matchmaker has given us another person we wish would just fall out of the sky (dead) like all those birds in Louisiana. Meet Robin, owner of a beauty PR firm, and lover of all things pink and Hello Kitty. As if my groan could not be audible enough, she is also completely intolerable and shallow. She is the Millionaire Club's first "plumpty dumpty."
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