The Women Tell All is arguably the best episode of this
series each year. We have come to know and love the catty banter, the
uncomfortable plastic stools, and the women who have new hair after watching
themselves on TV for three months. I’m looking at you, Carly.
I’ve been in a pattern of thinking that this season has
been kind of blasé for a while but I now realize that it’s actually just Chris
who is kind of dull. The women on this season have been electric quite
honestly, similar to those on Ben Flajnik’s season. Now HE was a dud. But those
women? Pure prime-time gold. Don’t get me wrong, Chris’ fart joke during the
bloopers was magical, but more often than not he is about as exciting as a bump
on a log.
Clearly, his speech coach got paid overtime for this
engagement.
Blah blah blah viewing parties. I always think this is silly. Do you honestly
think we believe that these women didn’t know you were coming? There were balloons
out front and a corn display! Give it a rest. But, it was funny that the judge was there.
Chris: "Oh! You're the judge at the court house? Do
you remember me from my DUI a few years back?"
Back to the boxing ring Women Tell All. Let’s get
ready to rumble.
We start with the Carly/Britt dispute, and I honestly was
so happy because I thought we were getting
this out of the way first. Sadly, this whole episode was kind of clouded by Britt and her overactive tear ducts, even when it wasn’t her turn.
Imagine that.
Real talk: I don’t think Britt means to be fake or selfish.
I think in her heart she believes everything she did and said was true and very
up front. However, from the outside, I can understand how frustrating that
would be to watch day in and day out. I find her excruciatingly annoying to
watch for two hours a week. I can’t imagine what it is like to live in a house
with her.
But Britt lovers (Tammy Palyo) had their moment in the
sun as the audience destroyed Carly after ABC ran some B-roll of her bashing
Britt all season. As if that wasn’t enough, here comes Jillian, who has clearly
been practicing this speech for a few weeks now, to defend her unlikely
bestie. Then my girl Trina, who has ditched the side-pony and opted for
effortless waves (she must read my blog), jumps in to remind everyone that this
isn’t the babysitter’s club and that they should all just shut up about being
friends. There are about six people yelling at once and the camera man can’t
figure out where he should be looking. Britt.will.not.stop.interrupting. Jillian
is having none of it and gets super aggressive while her brunette friend,
Nikki, corroborates her story. Don’t remember Nikki? That’s okay; neither did
ABC seeing as they called her Samantha.
Not Samantha. |
Referee Chris Harrison cuts it off before Jillian kills
someone. “Let’s move on to the next problem
child woman, Kelsey. But before we do, let’s run some footage to remind all
of you why you hate her so much.”
Clips ensue of Kelsey’s god-awful cackle, her amazing
story, her panic attack and the timeless badlands encounter. If looks could
kill. These women are all out for blood. Oh, and if drunk Tara is shaking her
head at you it's bad. Realllly bad.
As soon as the footage stops, Kelsey is already setting
the scene for her pity party of one. “I feel betrayed.” Nice try, but this STILL
isn’t about you. He didn’t even ask you a question yet, diva. “Can I have a
tissue?” Um, excuse me? Britt just sat up here for 15 minutes hysterically
leaking from the nose. We obviously don’t have any tissues here, ma’am. Use
your hand like the rest of us. Chris Harrison generously offers her his silk
hanky and little miss silver spoon is happy again. But she’s not better than
us, guys.
I’m a firm believer in self-reflection, and it seems like
being on this show would offer you an easy way to watch yourself, reflect and
make changes. So, let’s say, for example, America hated you for talking about
your dead husband incessantly and how you’re smarter than everybody else. If
given the chance to come face-to-face with those people again, what talking
points might one consider avoiding?
Sanderson Poe.
If it were up to Chris Harrison, Ashley S. would be the
next Bachelorette.
Chris’ ass wasn’t even in the seat yet and Britt is already
crying. If Britt’s plan was to get Chris to admit that Carly is to blame for
her departure, then this was an epic fail. Of course you can come up here and cry
some more talk about what happened. But you’re still not going to be the
Bachelorette.
Now Kaitlyn, on the other hand, that’s a different story.
If there was any question as to Kaitlyn being the next Bachelorette before, I hope there's none now. Darker hair. Not
saying ANYTHING while they're talking. Being super classy. ABC got to her for
sure.
I felt Jade’s pain because she seems so genuine. She was
obviously embarrassed and confused about Chris’ blog. But in fairness, it was a little awkward that you two sat
together and looked at your nudies. And you really should’ve had a prep meeting
with your brothers before putting them on TV. They did not help your situation
at all.
The preview for the finale looks incredibly confusing to
me. Are Becca and Chris really arguing or was that just clever editing? Why is
this final rose ceremony taking place in a barn when there is clearly snow on
the ground outside? How did Chris’ mom make Becca cry? When Whitney wins all of
this, how is she going to feel about being referred to as the “sure thing?”
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