Janice Dickinson Just Called Andy Cohen A "Tacky Queen!"

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Today in stating-the-obvious, erstwhile model, Janice Dickinson, called Andy Cohen a "tacky queen" on a recent episode of the podcast, "Behind The Velvet Rope." Andy, pictured above getting a rough handy from Kris Jenner, is responsible, to varying degrees, for the rise of the Kardashians and Bravo's "Housewives" franchise. Is Andy cultural Chernobyl? A misogynist's best friend? On the payroll of grateful plastic surgeons worldwide? Gosh, your guess is as good as mine (or, "yes"). 


Janice, who's no stranger to telling it like it is, also said that Andy begged her to star on one of the "Housewives" shows, which she happily turned down, and stole her idea for a Bravo late night talk show, which she pitched to him, and thereafter started "Watch What Happens Live." Starring himself. This wasn't the first time Janice was kicked to the curb. Tyra Banks, whom Dickerson has called "soulless" and "cheap" - Tyra gave crew members McDonald's Whoppers as Christmas gifts one year, Janice noted - famously fired Janice from "America's Next Top Model" once it became clear that viewers were mainly tuning in to see not Tyra, but Janice and her acid tongue. 


Though really, calling Andy a "tacky queen?" Is this unjust? Andy, pictured above getting his taint tickled by Lisa Rinna, is so many things. He loves Ozempic, after all, having praised New Jersey "Housewife," Doris Catinia, for using the drug to lose weight. So he's helpful with medical advice. Big whoop! He also "loves women," he's said on many occasions, even though his shows fuel hatred and violence between women. But isn't that nit-picking? And he (allegedly), played a part, along with Anderson Cooper, in getting Kathy Griffin booted from her CNN New Years' Eve gig. Surely a misunderstanding! Still, Dickinson isn't the only one who's called out Andy. Titus Burgess has called him a "messy queen." So we have choices! "Tacky" or "Messy." Which to choose? 

Photo Credits: Bravo/AP

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