From the very first season, this show never interested me, but somehow I always end up watching it. In high school, my mom loved it, so I watched it with her. My sorority sisters were addicted, so three years of obsession went by while living with them. My sister-in-law's a fan, so I got into it with her. And now – mostly because I wanted a scrapbooking night with some of my favorite girls – I’ve found myself hooked on Ben – ‘Ben F.: WineMaker’ as my sister-in-law calls him – and his crazy bachelorettes.
Every season the contestants get more&more good-looking (the teeny dresses&skirts of this season showcase the abundance of model-like figures) but also more&more vindictive. They come in knowing who they want to see with a game-plan to “fall in love” with this complete stranger – and they have no intention on “losing.” Last night: the claws came out when a “new girl” showed up. I was honestly shocked by these 20-something women and their childlike behavior. If I was Ben… I’d run and search for a non-fame-whore with a touch of maturity&class.
Thus far, I can’t say I’m rooting for any of them.
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