The Bachelorette finale is in the books. The journey is over. Andi found true love and happiness, and Nick’s hand-drawn storybook found the nearest dumpster in the Dominican Republic.
But before we move on, I need to take care of two things. Read more
This guest post comes from our first repeat guest blogger, Liz Riggs. If you missed her first post on The Bachelor you should definitely check it out as well!
It’s official: Ben Flabjlekwrjfjlkds has officially become America’s most hated bachelor. And Courtney has gotten hotter, more irritating, and established herself as the most frustrating person to watch on TV. Listen. We all know what happened. Lindzi rode horses all throughout the Swiss Mountains on the finale and we realized we knew nothing about her except that she was maybe from somewhere near Seattle. In fact, I think Ben actually used that as one of the integral pieces of her personality that his family should know about her. She still wore too much make up and had what appeared to be rotting pieces of straw sticking out of her head, just drawing more attention to the fact that Courtney is really hot. Like, seriously, have you seen her? Ben, she’s really hot. And so we sat through two hours of mind-numbing horseshit, watching Ben make the biggest mistake of his life. But hey, his big sister, whose face looks like Ben’s was photoshopped onto a female body, thinks Courtney is the bees knees. And now the asshat couple will live happily ever after for three months until they realize they have no mutual interest besides drinking copious amounts of wine and not appreciating tabloid hate. Read more