You know, I always feel guilty diminishing my fitness blog to this (which lately hasn’t revolved around fitness as much anyway due to my lack of time to write). However, I can’t not comment. This season of The Bachelor is ridiculous. Maybe it’s because I’m so invested in Sean and his well-being, but I truly feel like these girls are more banana sandwich than ever this time around.
(all photos on this post courtesy of abc.com)
I have a few friends who write awesome Bachelor recaps, so I will continue to shy away from giving you all a play-by-play. As usual, I just want to recap some of my reactions to this week’s episode to make sure I’m not the only one seeing this.
Also, I will probably always be a day late. Sadly, a 4 a.m. wakeup call does not lend to late-night T.V. viewing, and I had to break this episode up into two nights so I could be in bed at 9 last night.
1. Selma, 1-on-1 Date #1 lost any respect she ever had from me with the “Can you handle all 110 pounds of me?” line.
Excuse me? Are twenty of those pounds your breasteses in very plain view for all to see? I completely respect that you’re not comfortable kissing Sean on-camera with your mom’s strict beliefs… but the boobs are fair game? I gueesss that’s different. Who am I? What do I know? Maybe if I weighed 110 pounds and had boobs like those I’d be telling everyone about it on my first date, too. MAYBE I’m just jealous (who are we kidding, of course I’m jealous).
I also really enjoyed the progression of how jazzed up she was when she saw a jet…
Followed by how annoyed she was when she realized she was being put in a desert and being made to do physical activity.
“Sean, don’t you know? We pay for these bodies. Not all girls are athletic.”
She didn’t say that. I’m totally putting words in her mouth. But I’m sure you all enjoyed listening to her groan and grunt as she climbed up that mountain as much as I did.
That, my friends, is sarcasm.
I also can’t get over how Sean talks about how admirable it is that she rolled with the punches for this “less glamorous” date. Um, I would be psyched if my boyfriend took me rock climbing. In fact, I’m going to suggest it. And I’m going to consider it extremely glamorous… in a most likely stinky rock-climbing gym without a jet and without the amazing scenery. Glamour at its best!
Let us turn our attention to Tierra. You knew this was coming.
2. Dear Sean (and all men on this show in general), the one who doesn’t get along with the rest of the group for some odd reason? The one who explains how she just doesn’t know why everyone misunderstands her? USUALLY the batshit one.
I take that back. Not usually. ALWAYS. 100% of the time. C’mon, man. You don’t need to watch many seasons to catch onto this trend. At least he got rid of Amanda last night.
But for real, how many times have you heard a girl say “Oh, I actually love drama.” I’ll give you a $20 for every time you’ve heard that come out of some girl’s mouth in a serious manner.
And for real, guys. Tierra HATES drama. As evidenced by her very dramatic “fall” she had on the stairs, this week’s crazytown unprovoked outburst, and next week’s previews. Totally anti-drama.
3. I like Leslie H., but oh myyyy gooodness.
Leslie seemed extremely genuine. I really liked the girl. But she was either way too honest or a tad obsessive. For me, her interactions with him seemed more “OMGI’MONADATEWITHSEANLOWE” than I’m going to try and see if this guy and I are a match.”
The sleeping with the diamond earrings under the pillow… sigh. My heart just hurt for her. I liked her a lot, but I wasn’t surprised when Sean sent her packing.
I’m sure that date was super fun for him, too. I liked how after the fourth dress try-on he gave her the ol’ “That’s enough. I like that one. Wear that.”
Speaking of Sean not giving her the rose. I will say I was proud of him for finding fault in someone. I love how he wears his heart on his sleeve and doesn’t hesitate to pour his heart out to girls, telling them what he likes about them, but seeing him tell several girls in the house he is crazy about them was seeming a little odd.
Sad for Leslie H., but I’m proud of Sean for weeding out the pack.
4. Can I give a Bravo with a capital “B” to Sara for the hair last night? Is it insensitive to ask who on earth is doing her hair? It was rockin’. She was rockin’. And who can point me to the best how-to fishtail braid video? As a big fan of the easy-peasy side braid, I need to jump on this train.
P.S. I like Catherine.
P.P.S. I think Jackie is beautiful.
P.P.P.S. I still think I really like Lesley the best, but I guess I don’t really think she’s a great fit for Sean.
And that concludes my notes from the episode I would like to rename “Put Yo’ Boobies Away.”