I don’t watch tv much at all. I have never been one of those people who has to have a tv on for background noise. We don’t have cable. Besides watching a movie of HJ’s, I couldn’t tell you the last time I watched TV. Until last Monday.
I have quite a few friends who have religiously watched the Bachelor/Bachelorette. They have viewing parties, and fantasy football type drafts, and I have always been all, “holy cow, these people are all nuts”.
Last week, I turned the tv onto The Bachelor while HJ and I were playing chutes and ladders. Just to see what the fuss is about. You know, I gotta give my Iowa boy a little love.
And the episode was so horrible awkward. It started with some girl on a date where they met with an intimacy coach. A first date. Luckily, as she was supposed to strip him down (yeah, you read that right), they both said how uncomfortable they were and just made out in front of the coach instead.
The next date was with a girl that he woke up in bed. Her make-up was flawless. She was sleeping, with make-up. And part of their date was spent ordering room service and bonding over a “nap”. Nap my ass.
And I haven’t even started on the 2 craziest of crazy ladies. One is a wanna be Kardashian (Ashley I),who has horrible fake eyelashes, and the other appears to be a psycho (Kelsey). Literally.
So yeah, I got hooked.
That and it’s hard to not be intrigued when my facebook news feed is constantly saying things like, “Just saw the bachelor at Target” “Bachelor is drinking at Mulligan’s tonight”. And I’m all, “I go to that Target! I love drinking at Mulligans!”
And watched it again this week. My smart Iowa man kicked both the crazies off.
But seriously…how do people go on a show like this? He is basically dating 10 women at a time right now. And kissing them in front of each other. How can these women possibly fall in love with a guy who is clearly falling in love with other people as well? I would imagine even the most non-jealous type would have to have some type of jealous rage over this. I think that would make it impossible to be yourself and let your guard down. I would feel like I would always have to be “better than the other women.
And the women? I would be so self-conscious. How are they all in perfect shapes, with flawless complexions and not a hair out-of-place?
Clearly, I would not do well on the show. Unless I was the Bachelorette. With my pick of men, and an amazing wardrobe budget. How can I make that happen?