Slade was arrested in Costa Mesa on the 2400 block of Elden Avenue, which is reportedly where Gretchen - the woman who appeared on the most recent season of Real Housewives of Orange County and was engaged to the older man with leukemia - lives. Police haven't yet gone into details, but it was on a $10,000 warrant for civil contempt, which usually means non-payment of court fees/child support.

What's interesting, is that Jay Photoglou-Gretchen's ex-boyfriend, who claims in the National Enquirer that he was dating the reality star while her fiancé was dying of cancer, and then later moved in with her-has been all up in the comments of different blog posts regarding Slade's arrest, to tell his side of the story. He says that he is the reason that Slade was eventually arrested:

I lived with Gretchen in Costa Mesa. And was living out of a suitcase with a friend when I left because she was going to dinner with Slade. When I went to pick up more clothes on Wed Feb 18th Slades car was in the driveway. I know Gretchen well so I called the police dept to do a civil asst and help me recover some more clothes. I had proper identification to be there so they attempted to get Slade or Gretchen to open the door. No response from them so when I told them I have a way to get in the dispatcher recieved a call from Slade saying he was with Gretchen and they were in Vegas. Slade called a recorded line to lie to the police. He also told the dispatcher that a neighbor called him to say the police were there. So that is why he called. So I proceeded to enter the house as I did I saw there was Slades wallet shirt Jacket shoes and car keys were in plain sight. The officer and I then heard foot steps upstairs. But Slade and Gretchen would still not come out of her room. This is public information and probably on a report. I did recover more clothes BUT did not have a moving truck set up so I was only able to get clothes not furniture. The officers did not tell me but I over heard them say He has a suspended Lic and a fake tag on his unregistered car as well as a warrant for $10,000 out of LA county. This is what I think I heard. I will be moving the rest of my stuff out next week.

This almost makes too much sense to be fabricated.

In the same comments section, someone posted this:

Mr. Smiley has (8) counts of contempt of court; failure to follow court orders related to back child support from 2005 and 2006 for his youngest son. He has never had full custody of his children, that was all staged for the "reality" television show.

Slade has two children from two previous relationships, the youngest of whom is very ill with a brain tumor. Although it appeared that the boy was living with Slade and his then-girlfriend Jo on the first season of Real Housewives, there are no photos of Slade on the child's website. As you may know, Slade's Orange County home went into foreclosure last year, so signs seem to indicate that's broke and not paying child support on one or more of his kids.

Smiley Of 'Real Housewives' Arrested [UPI]
Housewives Star Cheated On Dying Fiance[National Enquirer]

I've got news for you Vicki: A Grey Goose Dirty Martini with bleu cheese-stuffed olives is my favorite drink. And I'm not just saying that because I want to be as cool as you. And speaking of cool, the new girl, Lynne, has no idea whether or not she has air conditioning, although she suspects she might because "a loud machine" comes on at night.

It was all a part of an evil plan on the part of Housewife Tamra, who was throwing the party to show off what she'd learned in etiquette class. Tamra decided that she didn't like Gretchen and wanted to get her drunk to "make her do something stupid." (This clip is pretty lengthy, but it doesn't include all of Gretchen's cringe-worthy drunkenness.) Tamra's 22-year-old son saw an opportunity to be a sleazebag and ducked into the bathroom with Gretchen when no one was looking. They may or may not have hooked up. To be continued!

Nothing says "life of privilege" like being miserable in a luxury box at a racetrack, and talking shit on people three feet away. Not surprisingly, Tamra (perhaps the only technical "housewife" on the show) made fun of the other women for being chubby. Surprisingly, though, she hated on fellow castmate Gretchen for being "attention seeking"... all while displaying two very large, fake breasts.

The New York Times:

There is no good reason in the world to watch “Date My Ex,” and yet there is something vaguely redeeming in its economic chemistry. Since the first season of “The Bachelor” reality dating shows have typically put striving women in the position of angling for the attention of heirs and doctors and graduates of the better business schools. These Ambers and Tiffanys and Tristas might get the keys to the hotel room or, if they’re really lucky, receive their own chance to weed out partners on television, but they weren’t going to be taken to the Stanford reunion, even as the shows persisted in the fairly tale that it could be otherwise.

“The Real Housewives of Orange County” implicitly understood the limits of social mobility, recognizing the difference between status and money. Slade is a lot wealthier than Jo, but they were equals in their lack of pedigree and everything they didn’t know. Like the other couples on the show, they looked as if they might have a fighting chance, if only because they seemed to hail from the village.

Los Angeles Times:

The guys who show up for the first round were apparently purchased directly from the Reality Dude catalog — there's a personal trainer, a real estate agent, a talent agent and a nutrition salesman. The names don't really matter since the guys are there simply to provide the venues, a series of dream "dates" designed to woo the de-luscious Jo. To say it is ridiculous gives ridiculousness a bad rap. Ol' Jo may have a smokin' hot bod and an admirable willingness to part with her thong at a moment's notice, but a conversationalist she's not, and frankly, I think anyone seeing her without all that makeup might be in for a shock. So clearly no one's looking for a relationship, or even romance. These guys are in it to win it, whatever it is. Meanwhile, Slade is having second thoughts about the whole thing and looking pained. Will he undercut the competition to make himself look better? Will he and Jo wind up back together?

Who cares. Though it is mildly interesting to watch the reality monster consume its own tail for a few minutes, I'd frankly rather spend an hour blotting my lip gloss.

And I don't even wear lip gloss.

iVillage:

Not surprisingly, the series contains some problematic — and sexist — messages. While Jo says that she enjoys her new, more independent existence, these claims are offset by her willingness to allow her ex-boyfriend to exercise some control over her romantic life. It also prompts some contestants to objectify Jo as s possession that has already "belonged" to Slade (one contestant says that Slade has "peed on the tree and marked his turf," while another claims that Slade is "auctioning her off"). All of this may make for voyeuristically entertaining television for mature audiences, but it's definitely not for kids.

Boston Herald:

Bravo could do a public service by rushing this show to its inevitable conclusion. Jo will realize that since Slade has marked her, she’s his forever. The two should marry, be spayed and shot into a space shuttle that will orbit the planet for eternity. In the heavens, they’ll be the stars they’ve always dreamed of - and they’ll be far enough away from the rest of us that we can forget about them.

'Date My Ex' premieres tonight on Bravo at 10 p.m..

It's sort of difficult to tell which wasted girl is this guy's mother.