By Tamara Tattles
It started for me at the reunion when she was in danger of losing her peach (which she did lose). She suddenly blurted out ” a baby was coming.”
Oh Kenya, I see you. She did not say she was pregnant. She said they would be welcoming a boy or a girl before the end of the year. Mmmm hmmm. Andy asked how far along she is and she said she didn’t want to talk about the details until they get to a safe place. Girl that could mean anything. Surrogacy, adoption, I do not believe for a minute that 47-year-old Kenya got pregnant just in the nick of time to save her job. She’s probably beating down the doors of unwed teen mom housing units trying to buy a baby as I type this. Love Kenya, do not believe this at all.
I caught a bunch of shit from my diehard Kenya fans who believe everything she says, but I pay attention to what people say and do. When you are pregnant, people say things like, “We’re pregnant! We are expecting just in time for Thanksgiving and we are so Thankful!”
Plus my production sources didn’t believe it. But I believed her. Sort of.
But her announcement was not like that at all. Who says “a baby is coming. I will be a boy or a girl who will be here by the end of the year.” when you have been desperate to be pregnant. I’ve never seen a 47-year-old women not posting joyous photos.
It’s late here. So I am not going to break down every single thing here. My second warning sign was Kenya’s delay in using the world pregnant. But then, there were photos of ultrasounds. That is where I kind of checked in, but the last name was Moore on the ultrasound and her doctor didn’t know how to pronounce the word baby. She said “Barbie” instead and didn’t sound like someone with a college education or a sixth grade education for that matter. But there she was listening to the babies heartbeat. Perhaps from the chair beside the surrogate? And the illiterate sonogram person who didn’t know how to say “baby.” Hmmmmmmm
Then we started seeing oddly shaped baby bumps. Rectangular ones. Many of my fellow Kenya fans started emailing me behind the scenes asking if this made sense to me. It did not, I admitted to some, but it really seemed too elaborate to fake, even for Kenya. I was already getting a lot of my Kenya fans telling me that I should not be doubting her over the fact she never said she was pregnant. I never want to question a pregnancy so I went forward thinking that she was just being protective.
I fully bought in about the time I saw the delivery room photo. That’s a lot to fake. But then I started to think about that IG where she was posting from behind a camera. I wondered if it was all a hoax to get back on Bravo. Perhaps they were filming a sizzle reel. Um, not that I would know.
This is all EXTREMELY ODD. Don’t you think?
At any rate, the photo that she posted of herself in her empty bedroom has all of the windows whited out. Why is that? And I have been invited to Kenya’s for events and sent white orchids and she admitted to me she could not keep them alive. Yet the second photo on the IG post, the purple orchid looked EXACTLY like the orchid from the Matt scene. Kenya doesn’t keep orchids. And why is she so much LARGER than the bed that is two feet away? Is it to cover the green leaves in the window of the old picture? The leaves are gold and fleeting here now.
Then everything became traumatic. Weeks to walk, but then she went to Target and a John Legend concert. Still I was quiet.
Remember, I am the one everyone I thinks IS Kenya.
I told myself she is old, she’s recovering. Maybe she needed a night out. Now I ask, was Marc Daly in on all of this?
I continue to talk privately with other Kenya fans. “This looks bad.” We whispered to each other and then came up with plausible explanations.
I’m off the Kenya train. Let’s see where this goes. But I am no longer a member of the secret WTF IS KENYA DOING NOW email group. I’m going to MENTION IT ALL! As Bethenny would say.
I’m not even sure if she has a kid at all. I mean surely she does, right? No one would take a ruse this far. I’ve screamed at people for having such thoughts! Then again Wouldn’t she paste the kid all over social media? She just accidentally had a kid on the night of the premiere? Why haven’t we seen Kenya with a visible body part of a child? These are questions I am asked all day and I am officially out of answers. I realize this will devastate many of you, but I just can’t ignore the facts. The rectangular bump? The fact that no one admits to seeing the baby? She gained 50 plus pounds and posted on the scales hitting 200 pounds, but that is gone now.
The three hour C-section? The whole “it will take me weeks to walk” and then being at a John Legend concert and going to Target a few days after giving birth? None of this makes any sense. At all.
It’s all too incongruous and weird. I’m not even sure there was a kid. Even the “delivery room” photo looked staged to me.
I’m out. Is this the reason she was docked so much of her salary and that production wanted nothing to do with her? My production source admits they were not able to tell me anything about that and will not confirm or deny.
Seriously? I personally can’t understand why you would fake something you want that badly. And my sources can’t give any explanation about anything. But… Le sigh.
That said, I hope she got a kid from somewhere. I REALLY hope I am wrong. But… I don’t think I am.
I really hope that Kenya has a beautiful baby girl. I think she will be a fantastic mother. I hope she just thinks she is just like Beyoncé using a surrogate. I want her to have her happily ever after.
But something in the buttermilk ain’t clean, y’all and I can’t keep pretending like this is perfectly normal.