So without much ado, I think we watched the mid-season finale of "90210" last night! I wasn’t prepared for the show to leave us until the end of January, but then again, I never am.
Adrianna got herself a chihuahua named Beyoncé, a ridiculously insane house (although to rent, not to own) and threw a party complete with ice-skating, elves and the most random celebrity guest list I’ve ever heard of. Justin Bieber, Jeremy Piven and Rachel Zoe? I wonder which writer has a thing for Ari and Bravo? Unfortunately, Aid also pushed Victor over the edge when she refused his house-warming gift, a very thoughtful, cashmere play on her referring to him as a wet blanket. So the baby diva found out there really are worse things than wearing the same dress as Miley Cyrus at the Grammy's. Victor stole Javier’s songbook back and sold her sordid story to every tabloid in town. Poor Aid made it to mid-tier popstar-dom before her tragic fall, but at least she committed to six months on the house.
To add insult to injury, Navid and Silver continued to flirt and talk about their feelings for one another until they finally kissed. It only took an hour, many redundant whispered conversations and at least a dozen longing stares and loaded looks, but they did actually make-out.
Also engaging in some secret love was Teddy. Ian tried to resist the big blond tennis player and his reluctance to immediately step out of the closet, but decided making out with him was worth putting one foot back in the closet to give him some time. The boys got hot and heavy on the stairs at Aid’s party much to Dixon’s shock.
A beat-up Liam was ordered to R&R at the Wilson’s house. Annie played nurse and threatened Liam with her "fists of fury," and for some reason Liam confessed to being in love with her. I don’t understand the draw to Annie, you would think her terrible sense of humor, ridiculous wardrobe and the fact that she is dating the half-brother you abhor would all be major turn-offs, but I guess not. Battered and bruised, Liam mustered up the strength to have sex with her, after which Annie received a well-timed text from Charlie asking how Liam was doing. Looks like he's doing pretty good to me!
Naomi and Ivy tried out their new "Odd Couple" friendship, with Ivy laying a heavy dose of surfer girl slang on Naomi’s Brazilian blueberry margarita babble. Ivy confided in Naomi that she was going to see her dad for dinner, a dude that turned out to be a douchebag that just didn’t want to pay for her college. Ivy and her mom finally made up. Kudos go out to Kelly Lynch for being able to deliver, through faux sobs nonetheless, "I can love the hell out of you, Ivy" with a straight face. Mom and daughter celebrate winter solstice, which actually sounds kind of fun, and take out all of their aggression on a piñata.
Naomi decided that her friendship with Ivy was more important than dating Oscar and his weird leather necklace. She leaves him a voicemail as she walks into her apartment…which I think is a hotel room actually? I can’t remember where she lives these days. And waiting in the shadows is…wait for it…yup, Mr. Cannon.
Until January West Bev-ers!
What did you think about last night's episode? Are you glad Teddy and Ian are finally (albeit, secretly) an item? Will Navid ever dump Adrianna? Can Naomi kick Mr. Cannon's butt? Tell us in the comments and on Twitter.