Sheree, it's probably a bad idea to categorize you as "famous," because you'd likely interpret that as "Jada Pinkett Smith" instead of the more fitting "Omarosa." It's clear after the season finale of "Real Housewives of Atlanta" that your interpretation of reality is ... interesting.
Let's give credit where credit is due: Your weave game is totally on point, and when you said "I have the body of a hot 25-year-old," even your harshest critics couldn't deny that you're in excellent shape. Of all the housewives, you're the sharpest dresser.
None of the above qualifies you to be a fashion designer. You don't sew. You don't sketch. But you do possess a staggering sense of entitlement, as in, "I'm fabulous and shop a lot; therefore, I am the next Vera Wang."
One could argue that your collection was more appealing than Lisa's, but she didn't seem to be giving herself nearly as many props after her runway show. And speaking of shows, your She by Sheree re-launch — thanks largely to Dwight Eubanks' guiding jazz hands and Bravo's money — went off well. But when it was over, you didn't thank Dwight or show a trace of humility. You literally patted yourself on the back and declared yourself a major player in the fashion world. This could have been Bravo's editing, but it sure looked like Dwight was doing — or at least overseeing — all the grunt work.
Your next endeavor is workout videos, which would be smart if being a fitness guru were just about being fit. But if your target audience is out-of-shape women, you also need to be a bit likable. As you would say, they might be too "intimidated" by your "success."
