Cue Lizzo: “Why men great, ‘til they gotta be great?”[1] Yeah, Dr. Joe. We see you. And once again, the Evil Genius Producers (EGPs) worked their malevolent magic by making us think they brought Dr. Joe to cure Natasha of the Lovesick Blues (cue Hank Williams). But, Nah, they brought in the nerdy but likable... Continue Reading →
My Girl Makes a Movie (and a hit record)
Oops. My Daughter Diandra (MDD) and I had the wine poured, and we were all settled in for another night of Paradise hijinks when we discovered the breaking news – ABC had decided to air a little program I like to call Monday Night FootbalI, instead. That gave us the perfect opportunity to watch a... Continue Reading →
Karma’s a Beach
[cue Justin Timberlake What Goes Around Comes Around] First, some karmic cleanup from last night. Per the good Instagram women @Bachelordata, Brendan and Pieper’s IG strategy is off to a rough start. Brendan lost over 10% of his followers overnight, and Pieper lost approx. 5%. The big IG winner? Natasha, the woman scorned, whose IG... Continue Reading →
Trying to Figure It Out
Tonight’s episode as a graphic novel. The Evil Genius Producers not only sending in Kendall but already having a video package ready of her and Grocery Store Joe's (GSJ's) love connection in Paradise. Me trying to figure out Kendall saying moving to Chicago was a dealbreaker for her and then being upset her and GSJ... Continue Reading →
Enter the Grim Reaper of Paradise
This blog entry comes to you from New Mexico – sadly not the Hyatt Regency Tamaya Resort and Spa, the site of Katie’s The Bachelorette season – but rather the Hilton Garden Inn Albuquerque Uptown, 23 miles away. One of these things is not like the other. Tuesday’s episode could be summarized by the Blood,... Continue Reading →
Oh Mari Won’t You Weep?
“So much and yet so little.” My Daughter Diandra (MDD) aptly summarizing this evening’s Paradise wackiness. If there were a theme for tonight, it would be another MDD observation, “We need a search and rescue mission for these relationships.” In that regard, we can start with Mari, who lit her relationship with Kenny on fire... Continue Reading →
Of Trichotomies and Dichotomies
The deceit of Paradise is that, despite the madness, at its core, it’s like the rest of The Bachelor franchise in that ultimately, it’s about two people coming together. This is a lie. The truth – and we love it so[1] – is that it ultimately is about two people coming apart in myriad, maniacal... Continue Reading →
