Last week I was really worried about Bachelorette Hannah. She appeared to have a permanent seat on the struggle bus. Her picker seemed to be off kilter and her inability to recognize the giant red flag waving in her face was concerning. This week, I’m worried about the guys. First of all, the hero hair has taken a life of its own. Is the damp Highland climate causing it to
I’m worried about Hannah, y’all. She’s majorly on the struggle bus and it doesn’t look like she’s hopping off any time soon. I’m sure the producers thought that a change of scenery might do her good, which is why the swept her off to Boston while the rest of the cast and crew went to Newport, but she’s still a hot mess. PS: That’s what makes this show so, so
Apart from the three tragic stories and Hannah’s visit to the hospital, I was thoroughly entertained by week three of Bachelorette Hannah’s journey to find love. I will say that she and John Paul Jones need to do a better job of pacing themselves. Between Hannah having an emotional breakdown once or twice during each episode and John Paul Jones tossing back the chicken McNuggets like Tic Tacs, ABC needs
We live in a world where a woman’s journey to find love is inaugurated by a few drag queens cat calling eight men who have agreed to wear man panties on national television in order to be crowned Mr. Right. Some say it’s strange. I call it “Monday Night.” Hannah’s crop of dudes are an interesting bunch. Never in my fifteen seasons of recapping The Bachelorette have I been more
