[I just started watching BHF a couple of episodes back based on recommendation of my Homegirl. They had me at "Elginized." This show is just... Yesness. Total yesness.]
Episode 8 picks up on the drama between Syreeta (sp?), Sean's assistant, and Katrina and Lolita. Syreeta throws out the word "ghetto," and I'm like "Oh, lord." Sean doesn't seem to get that involved, but his talks to the camera reveal that he feels Syreeta is out of line.
Meanwhile, Elgin has hired new talent for the salon. He first introduces a barber named Esau, whose view of himself greatly outweighs the impression he makes on the others. Esau's intro to the staff serves as hello and goodbye for him and the home viewers, for he is not seen anymore afterwards. The main focus, though, not surprisingly, is on the white girl, whose name escapes me. We'll call her Blondie for now, since that was her main purpose in this episode anyway, to just be white and blond.
Blondie and Sean have instant issues, mainly because Sean was being an ass from the get-go. How do you refuse to shake somebody's hand that your boss has just hired? Ugh. Sean. I swear, I wanna hate him, I really, really do, but for some reason, *sigh* I can't. He is the most likable asshole ever.
After the handshake diss, Sean further insults Blondie by forcing her to move stations so she won't be at the window. Okay, that was kinda funny, but it was wrong. Why am I still laughing, though? Because I understood. Sean seemed to want to impress upon Blondie as well as white passersby that the salon was still black-owned and operated. And having established itself as such a respected brand, which is unfortunately not as common as it should be among black entrepreneurs, Sean was loathe to have that distinction undermined. So I'm not saying moving ol' girl to the back was right, but I understand. *Chris Rock voice*
Sean jumps right into an attack directed at Blondie regarding white women's affinities for tanning, lip injections, etc., not-so-subtly implying that these things are done in an attempt to look black. Well, Blondie fires right back, comparing these cosmetic changes to black women's proclivity for straight, silky, long hair. Though loud protestations rang out in the salon, no one really explained how that was different. I mean, Blondie had a point. I'm just saying. But Blondie's point was not the point. Sean explains that the point of his attack is to make her feel uncomfortable just like Black people sometimes feel uncomfortable.
I'm going to transition into this next paragraph just as clumsily and non-transparently as Katrina's non-segueing ass does nearly every episode. Katrina launches awkwardly into a discussion of dating via Craigslist that allows Sean's client, a professional matchmaker, to arrange to fix Sean up. After Sean lists his 3 primary qualifications: Wealthy, height/weight proportionate, and good moral value -- in that order -- she tells him she's got a guy in mind whom she calls up on the spot and arranges a date.
Sean shows up on the date and is less than impressed upon first sight by his date's blandness. However, after a few jokes are shared, he starts to warm up. Or maybe it was the BOTTLE OF CHAMPAGNE that he ordered that helped. O_O Like for real? A bottle? I was truh-rippin. And apparently, so was Sean's date, 'cause when the bill came, ol' boy was like, "Wanna split the champagne?" And Sean's ass was like, "[Hell] No." (I bracketed the "hell" because it was surely implied in his tone.) Dude half-heartedly tried to insist, but Sean basically shut that down with, "Am I not worth it?" Wow. Again, like, part of me thinks Sean's behavior was so trifling and wrong, but the other part so admires his audacity and is impressed with his confidence that I can't help but be like, "Work, B." *slow clap*
The show concludes with Sean reluctantly recapping his date to Blondie. (Wait, was Esau in this scene? Damn, I'mma need him to come with it if he was, 'cause he is forgettable as hell right now.) Blondie co-signs Sean's actions, agreeing that the other guy should've paid. And voila! Just a little ass-kissing was all it took, and he and Blondie are instant buds.
[Oh I forgot: Somewhere in the midst of all that Syreeta got fired in the most gracious firing I have ever witnessed after Lolita tattled on her. Kudos to Elgin for the way he handled her firing, though. I mean, lining up another job? Wow.]
I'm still trippin' about that bottle of champagne. Now that's Beverly Hills Fabulous.