What's not so nice? Having to wait for said person you love in order to watch the rest of the fully-released season. Here are the worst things for me about watching a show with my beloved.
We reached peak side-eye / From the women and viewers. / Yup, he's still the worst.
But the truth about dating on "The Bachelor," as in life, is that often the person you spend a few fun hours under a waterfall with is not the person you want to build a life with. And at a certain point, the wrong date just becomes infuriatingly annoying.
Andi "saw something." / She "felt it" with Juan Pablo. / Unclear what "it" is.
TV appearances take training. Do you ever notice that politicians rarely answer the interviewers questions? They are skilled at manipulating their responses to get their agenda across. When they get an opportunity for "air time" they seize it. Needless to say, Ronna and I will not be running for office any time soon -- like never. But, we have learned a thing or two.
JP's a sexist / Slut-shamer. And homophobe. / Why am I watching?
They're off to Seoul, so / Culturally sensitive. / "Where's my kimono?"
The emperor not only has no clothes, but he's also a homophobe. And for a show that's built on the premise of romantic, detached-from-the-world fantasy, that's a very bad thing.
Just because Dunham is a young feminist who speaks confidently about her "real body" does not mean we get to qualify her statements with an inappropriate cash prize.
The girls must pose / With puppies (and Juan), of course / "Models and Mutts," y'all.
El Bachelor's here / To speak the language of love / Shirtless destiny.
Welcome back to the wonderful world of white wine tears, roses, grammatical incorrectness and two-month journeys toward engagement. That's right, "The Bachelor," has returned -- this time with the ever-adorable former pro soccer player/current dad Juan Pablo at its helm.
The season six premier of Breaking Bad ended with an Albuquerque standoff between Walt and Hank, giving us a performance from Bryan Cranston and Dean Norris that TV dreams are made of.
Maybe the reason I'm wanting to channel my inner Donna Summer is that I've been on a week-long marathon of Orange Is the New Black. It's so thrilling to watch women chew up the scenery and be funny and crazy and silly and insane and wild and tough and every freaking shade a woman can be.
The theme of this week's episode of "The Bachelorette," part one of the finale (or "fin-ahh-le," as Chris Harrison calls it), was tears. So many tears. Guys, was Chris actually telling the truth this time when he called the end of this season "shocking" and "dramatic"?
The most boring season of "The Bachelorette" is back this week -- and thank goodness the hometown dates mean we're finally inching toward the finale. I see the sparkling rock at the end of the proverbial tunnel, folks.