Let the stupid begin
I promised in the last season of The Bachelor that I wouldn't ever, ever watch this show, let along blog about it. But the thing is that I am not blogging at all, because I'm doing some other writing that's not of general interest. So...that's my justification for tuning in. We'll see how this goes. I am noticing eyebrows right away and wondering why mine aren't more sculpted. Hi, Katelyn, you are altered. They all look the same. No one is slightly chubby, none of them have short haircuts, they all have these feathery extensions and long, fawn-like limbs. I promise you that this is all research for my some-day dissertation on gender differences in pop culture representations of romance. To shame-facedly recap from last time, Ari proposed to Becca and then he changed his mind in the last episode and broke up with her ON LIVE TELEVISION, people. It was The Bachelor event of the century (per Chris Harrison). Three former Bachelorettes show up to sage the pla