So, winning this year comes with a one-way ticket to Iowa and, while I'm from the Midwest and recognize that they have jobs there, I would guess it comes with, at the very least a strong invitation to quit your job. So, I guess it's not the largest of shocks that this year's crop of slavering singles doesn't feature much in the way of doctors, lawyers, and Indian Chiefs (and by Indian Chiefs, I clearly mean the generic lady-VPs and Marketing-type Executives that actually find their way onto this show from time to time). Instead, what we do have is a highly predictable but still largely amusing collection of occupations to look forward to. They include:
The Jobs that are Predictable
Seriously, every season of The Bachelor features some of these things: The make-up artists, the hair stylists, the bartenders, the teachers and fertility nurses. And did you guys read the recent New York Times article talking about how one 1/30 of the world's population is now Estheticians? No? I mean, I didn't either, but if The Bachelor dating pool is to be believed...
The Jobs that Would Basically Make up an Exciting Paper Doll or Barbie Wardrobe Collection
I'm looking at you flight attendant, fashion designer, soccer coach, and ballet teacher...and desperately hoping you just turn out to be one girl wearing different themed outfits.
The Jobs that Didn't Used to be Actual Things before Reality TV
Okay, so, yes. Technically, I know you can make a living as a WWE Diva or a plus-sized model. But is it seriously now possible to have a career as a Former NFL Cheerleader? Or a Sports Fishing Enthusiast? And if so, how does one become qualified?
The Jobs that Might not be around to go Back to
I always worry a little bit about the teachers, but this year there is an actual Guidance Counselor on the show. Even setting aside for a moment the pressing Guidance Counselor shortage plaguing our nation...would you ever want someone so clearly capable of such poor decision-making to be the one guiding your children?
The Jobs We're Going to Hear Waaaay Too Much About
We're clearly going to be hard pressed to get a moment's peace from the tragedy of the Wedding Cake Decorator who just wants a chance, for once, to fondant for herself! Unless of course, we can't hear her woeful tale over the off-key crooning of the Cruise Ship Singer.
The Jobs that are Simply Stand-Ins for "Evil Scientist"
That episode where the Cosmetics Developer and the Cadaver Tissue Saleswoman finally take over the world is going to be the most dramatic episode in Bachelor history. (Or, quite possible, the least classy episode ever of Pinky and the Brain).
Because e-mail has become cumbersome, because I wanted to make it easier for each of you to ignore me, and because I didn't find "Bachelor Fantasy League Commissioner" a shameful enough title and wanted to add "and blogger" to the list, I've created this lovely site to help regulate our league. I'll be updating it at least weekly with scoring summaries, but feel free to visit as (in)frequently as you like.
Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Tuesday, December 30, 2014
Day 6, Jillian
Just because Jillian says:
"I let Mike Tyson feel my bicep and I let him dangerously close to my ear...but I still have both."
And I just can't stop thinking...Both your bicep and your ear? Both ears? Both biceps? These questions badly need answers. Damn you, ambiguous phrasing!
Monday, December 29, 2014
Day 7, Juelia
Why? Not because she so obviously loves to eat (And no, I'm not calling this woman who lives very much on the svelte side of normal, fat. Just paying her her propers for the 30% of her profile she devotes to talking about eating and food). But because in a year that's filled with stripper names (seriously: Amber, Tandra, Trina, Jade, Bo, two forms of Brittany Cinnamon, Chardonnay, Roxy McBoobs...Okay, there's a chance I made a few of those up) preppy millenial monikers (MacKenzie, Reegan, to a lesser extent Kimberly and Jillian), and the completely unremarkable, only Juelia has the guts to deliver a completely unnecessary spelling of a very common name. And isn't that what we've all come to expect from this magical program? No, isn't that what we deserve?
Sunday, December 28, 2014
Day 8, An Unprecedented Fascination with Bodily Functions
I've already commented on the fact that any woman who says her biggest date fear isn't being gruesomely murdered is a liar. But I have yet to comment on the falsehood that these ladies came up with to cover up their ultimate fear. And that is an omission that cannot be allowed to stand. For when asked what their biggest date fear was. For a survey. That they knew would be made public. Nearly 1/3 of these women came up with some form of bodily function (Yes, I counted. And yes, I'm sure my parents are very proud). Sure, some of them made mention of body odor or sweating (which is a little hard for me to buy as a fear, as I pretty much take some light sweating as a given when faced with anything as stressful as a date. Or a job interview. Or checking emails on a Tuesday), but mostly, they went for the full frontal vulgar with violent gas, diarrhea and one very special mention of "di-di." Now, I'm not saying that stomach discomfort is, in any way, to be coveted while on a date, but if the sheer thought of experiencing it sends you into convulsions of terror, shouldn't mentioning it to the rest of the country register ever so slightly higher on the embarrassment scale as well?
Saturday, December 27, 2014
Day 9, Brit
I'm calling it right now. Brit isn't here for the right reasons. How do I know? Well, it took some careful sleuthing and just a little bit of reading between the lines. But ultimately, the facts speaks for themselves.
Brit is a waitress. Which, there's absolutely nothing wrong with that. I like waitresses. I trust them with one of the things that matters most to me in the world and, as a result, even suffer from a strange compulsion to befriend them and win their approval (It's a family trait. My father has always been one of those schmooze-y patrons who can't pass up a good name tag. "Well, Sandy. What would you recommend?"). But clearly Brit has aspirations of a different life. She mentions paying off her college loans, and her favorite authors include David Foster Wallace and Dave Eggers (and lest you think she just turned to the "D" page of whose who in critically celebrated but ultimately fairly depressing authors, she shows evidence of actually know who both these men are). Oh, and one more, less judgey thing: Did I mention she lives in Hollywood?* Outside of the wrestler and the ridiculous country singer guy, I generally don't buy into that whole "not here for the right reasons" thing because it seems like a crutch used to take down whichever spindly-legged fawn the more predatory girls have chosen to dislike. But, when someone's resume is doing that loud of a job screaming "I want to be an actress," don't you think there should maybe be some kind of screener to weed her out of the pack?
*Please note: I'm not counting her ombred hair as meaningful evidence. Though I have considered the possibility that my theory is way of base and, after seeing their impressive handiwork with Andi, Brit is simply angling for a bit of follicular TLC
Friday, December 26, 2014
Day 10, Michelle
I'm looking forward to Michelle because I sense she knows how the game is meant to be played. Sure, she's a wedding cake decorator, which practically means we're guaranteed a package in which she talks about seeing all the happy couples whilst wistfully wishing that it could FINALLY happen to her despite the fact that she is all of 25. But she also had the good sense to really swing for the fences when asked about her perfect date. Unlike all the poor saps who thought it wise to angle for nothing more than a "romantic picnic in the park" or "anything so long as it's with someone I really love" (because, surprise girls, "anything" translates to "immersed blindfolded in a shark tank" in producer speak), Michelle was savvy enough to set herself up for a unexpected trip to Hawaii and a helicopter ride over volcanoes. (Obviously, she'll have to settle for whatever island nation's rainy season corresponds with taping, but I'm sure it will feel just like Hawaii if she packs enough layers).
After so many predictable seasons, it's just always nice to have a few girls with the wherewithal to work the system, and based on her profile, Michele shows grand potential to be that girl. Either that, or she'll be sent packing by week 3 after scaring Chris off with a customized, three-tiered wedding cake in the shape of his own face.
Thursday, December 25, 2014
Day 11, Juan Pablo and Nikki's Televised, Public Reconciliation Followed by their Even More Televised, Public Break-Up
First of all, Merry Christmas everyone! If this image doesn't fill your heart with holiday cheer, well, you probably just haven't had enough eggnog yet.
Second of all, look, I don't know everything. I don't know how something becomes "more televised" than anything else. I don't know how Dr. Jenn Berman hasn't been stripped of her doctorate for the PhD equivalent of deliberate malpractice. I don't know why America hasn't banded together to deprive these two despicable people of their continued day in the sun. But I do know that this will happen. And if Chris Harrison has anything to say about it, it will not be taking place on ABC.
Wednesday, December 24, 2014
Day 12, Kaitlyn
If Kaitlyn here could be a fictional character, apparently, she'd choose April O'Neil. Setting aside the obvious concerns, like having to hang out in the sewers, befriend not just angsty turtles but also rats, and be played by Megan Fox in the most recent movie of your life, I'd say she's well on her way. For when asked how she'd approach a man she'd never met before, Kaitlyn here says: "I'd walk right up to him and just say 'Good, and you?'" And if that's not some crack investigative journalism, well then, I just don't know what is!
Tuesday, December 23, 2014
Day 13, Chris vs. Chris
Harrison has made his career out of maintaining a smug sense of betterness. He's the guy who believes in love when all the other guys choose to treat it like trash. The guy whose intentions are pure, but whose romantic needs don't extend to slumming it in the reality dating pool. And yet here's a guy, a guy with the same name who has the potential to somehow be superior to him. And that's just gotta rub Harrison the wrong way.
I have no doubt that Chris Harrison will manage to maintain his air of distant chumminess that he reserves for all Bachelor men. He is a consummate professional (especially if we all just agree to forget about Juan Pablo's season for a little bit), but I like to think that the half smile he has going on in the photo above can be considered something of a tell (I also like to think Soules has just made a bit of a dig about Harrison's manicured hands - something cutting yet charmingly naive like "Oh my Gosh! I didn't even know if was possible to go through life without a single callous!") and that we are in for a subtly petulant season ahead.
Monday, December 22, 2014
Day 14, Megan
Also known as the shining beacon of hope who maybe proves to be the first ever contestant to correctly use the word literally? When asked what she can't live without, where most women went with a combination of family, faith, hope, love, and those all important staples like Mountain Dew and Chapstick, Megan went with "water."
Sunday, December 21, 2014
Day 15, LIES
In a pinch, I would have also accepted "Turns out to be un-dead" as a viable worst date fear. |
Saturday, December 20, 2014
Day 16, Brittany
When I first saw Brittany, my first thought was "Waaaay too much boob" (okay, my first though was actually "Holy Boobs!" but it seems wrong to commit such blatant heresy so close to the holiday season), but then I learned that (and this is not a joke) she is apparently a diva-in-training for the WWE. At which point I promptly amended my earlier opinion to commend her on her measured and rather modest fashion approach.
Friday, December 19, 2014
Day 17, Ashley I.
Ashley I. here says that she couldn't live without mascara. And that's her prerogative, but...do we maybe think she could live with less...?
Alright, that was an unnecessarily cheap shot for a very pretty girl, but her makeup regimen doesn't seem to be the only thing Ashley I. hasn't entirely thought through.
Exhibit A: Ashley I. would be happy if she never had to woke up before 10 am. Which maybe just falls ever so slightly short of making it clear to me why she wants to date a farmer.
Exhibit B: Ashley I. once "decided to try out being a cougar." Which apparently didn't work out because "he was sooo immature and had her pay for everything." Ashley I. is 26, which is too young to be a cougar, but certainly old enough to know that most 13-year olds don't have disposable income.
Exhibit C: If Ashley I. won the lottery, she would buy a permanent room on a cruise ship that she could use at any time. Which...I'm not opposed to frequent cruises (except for in that vague, I recognize I'm meant to care about the environment kind of a way), but she does know that cruises move...right?
Thursday, December 18, 2014
Day 18, Watching Women Milk Cows in High Heels
Because there's just no way this isn't going to happen, right?
Wednesday, December 17, 2014
Day 19, Nicole
So, I'll admit it. I'm prone to judging books by their covers. And when I first saw Nicole's picture, at least a part of me thought, "yikes." Not because she's in anyway unattractive - quite the opposite. She's lovely, has beautiful porcelain skin, and doesn't appear to be too overdone - but because her smile seems to be less a product of joy and more clenching down so hard that she's at real risk of cracking a molar if the photographer doesn't "take the damn picture already."
But then I read her profile, and I have to say I'm something of a convert. She gracefully mentions Jessica Rabbit and her sex appeal while taking care to point out how very different she and Jessica are (she fails to point out how appalling like creepy that this grown woman-cum-sexpot has somehow wound up married to a rabbit, but I'll overlook that just this once). And she also drops several inalienable truths:
1) "Wolves are badass." Yes, Nicole. Yes they are.
2) "Being married means having a best friend you want to jump into the sack with." Kudos to you for not being afraid to acknowledge that sex is an important part of marriage on a show that can be ever so slightly prone to slut-shaming.
3) "Having a date who is rude to 'the staff' is the worst." I can tell you from experience, Nicole, that it's probably slightly better than having a date who doesn't have staff to be rude to, but only ever so slightly, so I'll give you the points nonetheless.
Tuesday, December 16, 2014
Day 20, Mackenzie
So...in case her very trendy 90's name wasn't a giveaway, Mackenzie is young. And sure, age is just a number and it's entirely possible that her life experiences have endowed her with a maturity that is well beyond her years, but, well....Mackenzie is too young.
For a simple illustration, let's take her favorite movie Mean Girls (which is somehow celebrating its 10th anniversary, and has clearstood the test of time in a way Lindsay Lohan has not). When Mean Girls came out, Chris was perhaps a year out of college, proving himself as a man and revolutionizing the family businesses with his sexy but dangerous agribusiness ideas (I assume). I imagine he probably didn't see the movie right away, busy as he was being an adult and devoting his free time to building his own house, but when he did, I'm sure he admired Tina Fey's attractive brain more than anything else. When Mackenzie saw Mean Girls on the other hand, I imagine she admired Amanda Seyfried's already developed breasts and wondered if being a big kid was really that hard. And I'm in no way calling her flat-chested or mocking her intellectual capacity - merely pointing out the rather disconcerting truth that when the movie came out, Mackenzie was literally in 5th grade.
Monday, December 15, 2014
Day 21, Learning More About Other People's Faith
Hate to ruin the miracle, but turns out, that's not blood. It's mascara |
Sunday, December 14, 2014
Day 22, Ashley S,
According to her bio, Ashley S. here is a hairstylist. While it isn't exactly hard to believe that a hairstylist would somehow make her way onto The Bachelor, it is a little bit surprising to see one with hair that looks every bit as newscaster-y as mine is every time I leave the hair salon. I guess Ashley at least wins points for truth in advertising!
Saturday, December 13, 2014
Day 23, Bo
I want to be on Team Bo. After all, she's one of the few somewhat normal-sized women that has appeared on this show in years. While she loses points on the normalcy scale by being a plus-sized model (also on the Tyra Banks Scale of Jumpsuit Smize-a-Fierce-itude - Tyra's long-standing determinant of modeling potential), she's also a world-ranked surfer, so it's hard not to think she's probably pretty cool. That being said, when asked which three people she would choose to have lunch with living or dead, she answered: "Beyonce, Rihanna, and Mother Teresa. A feast so we could all get down. Food is bonding, and every woman loves food!"
I'm not going to argue that those women probably love food (particularly Mother Teresa who, at the very least, devoted her life to making sure other people to have it), but Bo's response certainly raises at least a couple of questions for me. For example, why is Mother Teresa listed third? Did she perhaps list Beyonce and Rihanna and then realize she had come up with a rather shallow list? Do we think it sullies Mother Teresa's memory that she is now used as a shortcut for depth or would she view that as just another component of her life of service to the (in this case, mentally) destitute? Could Bo not erase and re-order her list once she realized her error? Do they make them fill out their questionnaires in pen or is that yet another black mark against Bo in the reasonableness record book? I suppose it's at least a good reminder that questionable decision-making isn't always symptomatic of a pressing need for a cheeseburger.
I have to believe that Mother Teresa would ask some very probing questions about all of this. |
Friday, December 12, 2014
Day 24, The Worst Night One Twist in Bachelor History
Over the years, this series has produced some truly terrible twists. There have been painfully staged camp outs in the desert followed by the desperate pleading of past contestants for whom two seasons of embarrassment could never be enough. There have been contestants arriving late on helicopters, horseback, and steroids. But I'm not sure anything can quite compete with the anticlimax that has been promised this year.
(This is perhaps technically a spoiler, but one so stupid that I'm not even sure there's anything left to spoil). 15 women will arrive in their limos. And then later. 15 more women. That's right, a totally expected number of people will be arriving in zanily unexpected time intervals.
I know I'm claiming excitement now when I'm feeling all refreshed by the months off and the disgusting amazing-ness of Bachelor in Paradise, but seriously, if this twist is a preview of the excitement to come, but mid season this blog will just be pictures of farming equipment coupled with <insert words here>.
Thursday, December 11, 2014
The Bachelor Advent Calendar
Yet another year, and yet another need to count down to the mounting excitement for what is undoubtedly the most exciting holiday of the year (after Arbor Day, of course): the January premier of the Bachelor! This sweet little guy is, I'm guessing, just the first of an unprecedented number of baby farm animals that we will be treated to on the upcoming season, rivaled for screen time only by amber waves of grain, cliches about the Midwest, and, one assumes, gratuitous footage of Chris operating heavy machinery while shirtless (Despite what the warning labels recommend. You think a nipple can't get caught in a baler?).
Look out for a new post every day between tomorrow and the season premier as I countdown the things I'm looking forward to about this year's season while, perhaps exposing entirely too much about my love of flannel. I hope you'll all join me as we gear up for our 8th season of the Bachelor/ette Fantasy League!
Sunday, July 27, 2014
The Finals, The Scores
Tasos – 5
+5 for earning audience applause |
Thursday, July 17, 2014
Week 9, The Scores - Division Finals
Andi Murray...has a nice ring to it, says Josh. Famed tennis star Andy Murray and anyone who's been paying any sort of attention can't help but agree. |
Saturday, July 12, 2014
Week 8. The Scores
It's getting down to the end of days now, but we learned this week that Andi still has some surprises left when she sent home early favorite and "I love you THIS much" talking stuffed animal Marcus. I don't think I'd say it's anyone's game, on the show or in our league, but I do believe doors have been left open and the choices people make about putting out next Monday are going to have a pretty big impact, not just on their fate, but on the fate of our Division Champions. Best of luck in the run up to the playoffs everyone!
Wednesday, July 9, 2014
Week 8, The Hot Moms
Just one of many indignities suffered by the state of Minnesota this week.... |
- Poor little Bella is not 6 and Andi wasn't there to give her a high level overview of the birds and the bees. The kid's questions were amazing and, short of replacing her "r's" with "w's," Andi could not have been more condescending. No wonder the child didn't bother to take note of any of Andi's answers to report back to Nick.
- Saying you "grew up in the suburbs and have a lake house" isn't a terribly persuasive argument for being country.
- Sometimes, when you are a guest in a paramour's family home, the conversation isn't entirely about you. Andi truly was a bit of a brat with Josh's family. I'm sure they'll all love seeing the footage of her calling everyone but his kid sister immature, and I don't understand why she was acting like the opportunity to travel around the country and take in free NFL games wasn't totally amazing. Even if she doesn't like football, she's definitely not thinking clearly about the delicious stadium snacks.
- She couldn't even muster up the strength to pretend that she wasn't totally turned off by Marcus' overzealousness. While I can completely respect that (I was so very pleasantly surprised when his was the last visit instead of Chris), I really doubt Marcus' sister did.
That's right - the World's most dangerous polka band - from a bar in Minneapolis. Polka is NOT a Wisconsin dance, Nick. Minnesotans and Polish people everywhere agree! |
Finally, obviously no one was prepared for the death of Eric Hill, and while I found myself somewhat disgusted by their coverage of it, I'm not really sure how else they could have handled it. Andi and Chris Harrison kept commenting on how this was real life which made it feel like a new level of hypocrisy that they kept the cameras running throughout and plugged it in the preview scenes as if it was just another aspect of the drama. And watching a group of virtual strangers mourn his death seems to somehow cheapen the grief enduring by his true family and friends. That being said, obviously this really happened and Andi and the gang have every right to be effected by it, so I'm not sure that ignoring or minimizing it would necessarily have been a better approach. I guess, ultimately, like everyone else, I'm sorry that he died; sorry that his death is now somehow inextricably linked to shallow discussions of vaguely trashy reality TV; and sorry that instead of celebrating his life, we're focused on how a group of people who barely knew him are coping with his death.
Sunday, July 6, 2014
Week 7, The Scores
In an episode where the preview scenes were considerably more interesting than the events as they actually unfolded, it doesn't seem to make much sense to dwell on recapping the past. Seriously, if I thought the Bachelor producers were capable of playing any sort of long con, I would almost think that the horrors of Juan Pablo's season were just a way of setting things up so that they could spoon feed us this utterly banal, terribly predictable season without us complaining. But this is a group that made this year's contestants strip in the second episode. They're clearly not capable of delayed gratification. So instead of dwelling on the almost invisible acts of villainy, the forced declarations of love, and the fact that some intern clearly fell asleep on the job of researching unique cultural things to do in Belgium ("Well, according to my notes and what I could determine from the information super highway, it appears that Andi and her dates could maybe...eat some food?"), let's instead look to the future:
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