Posted by Ilana Angel
Oh. My. God. After waiting for what seemed like a year for this season to end, it’s finally over, and I could not be happier with Jake’s decision. Tenley is out, and Vienna is in! Buckle up kids, and let the blogging begin.
We start off with the required recapping, as we listen to how Jake is in love with both women. Blah. Blah. Blah. Jake has his entire family there, and it’s fascinating to watch a piece of white bread turn into a loaf, right before your eyes. Did you see the hair on the women in his family? Did they not know they were being filmed? Get yourselves a hairbrush ladies, you’re on television! Jake does a complete disservice to Vienna, by painting her as the girl that was not liked. Bad Jake.
Tenley meets the loaf of bread and she fits right in. Every loaf can use an extra slice I guess. I adore this girl, and she is going to be crushed when he dumps her, which he will. It makes everything she says, both romantic and pathetic. As was expected, Jake’s family loves Tenley. She makes them all cry, which is annoying because now we have a group of white bread that is wet, and soggy bread is gross. Jake’s mom and Tenley go out for a chat, and guess what? She talks about her divorce.
Mom loves her. Sisters-in-law think she is the one. She is now outside with the dad, and she makes him cry again. There is a split second where I thought he drifted off, and was fantasizing about her. It was a little creepy, until she started talking about her divorce again, and Dad snaps out of it. Jake’s mom also tells him she is the one. Jake tells her Tenley does not know his crazy side. He grabs Tenley, and they jump in the pool with their clothes on. His brothers then jump in too. She is in a soaked sundress, being hugged by the 3 brothers. It was weird and awkward, especially when the sisters-in-law started to watch from the shallow end.
Vienna is coming! To be fair, I want to say sorry to Vienna. I totally misread her, and judged her unfairly, in the beginning. I was unkind and I’m truly sorry. She has been growing on me for weeks, and now it’s official. I love this chick, and want her to win the man in the end. She sits with the family and they immediately dislike her. They all have attitudes, and are being pissy and mean. The women in Jake’s family are just like Ali, and the girls from the house. I’m not digging how they are treating our little Vienna.
The sisters are picking her apart, but I can’t focus on what they are saying because I am too distracted by their hair. Seriously ladies, buy a brush. Mom takes Jake off for a little chat. She is going to get to the bottom of what is going on with him and Vienna. The mom is a little obsessed with all the sisters-in-law getting along. She is more worried about how much they will like her, over how much Jake will like her. Jake is torn because he knows it’s not happening for his mom and Vienna. It’s sad because he screwed Vienna over with his family, by being so negative before they even met her.
Vienna is now with the sisters-in-law and they are being mean. It’s like watching Ali and Kathryn attack her back at the house. They are hitting her with ridiculous questions, but she is holding her own, and being herself. Vienna is back with the mom now, and mommy dearest is just horrible. She is asking stupid questions, about stupid things, and I find myself feeling very protective of Vienna. The sisters-in-law are now crying, and feeling guilty about judging her. Whatever. They spun like a dime, and have crocodile tears just like Ali.
Why is it that girls can be so mean, then cry, and expect everyone to forget that they were just disgusting? Mean girls can suck it. Mom asks Vienna what she will do if there is a problem, and Jake is not there. Vienna responds that she will be ok because she will have his family. Bravo! Mom won over! Jake keeps talking about how he loves both women, and it’s such a waste of time because we can see it’s just not true. He has magic with Vienna, and with Tenley it’s just not there. This show could have skipped over all the gibberish by Jake about loving everyone, and gotten the job done in an hour.
We watch Vienna and Jake make out in the mud for a painfully long time and it gets boring. Cut to Vienna and Jake having their last date together. They talk about her marriage, her dad, and her past. The thing is, there is a squeaking in the background that is insane. Is it a bird? I can’t take it, and have now muted. Blah. Blah. Blah. Vienna gives Jake the promise ring her dad gave her, as a symbol of her being ready for real love. It’s a sweet gesture, and she becomes more endearing with each minute. She appears to be giving a heartfelt speech, but the squeaking is back, so I’m muted again. She’s crying, and I assume feeling scared and vulnerable.
Last date with Tenley, and it’s weird that she is so sure he is the one for her. Clearly she sees something that we are not seeing, because for me, he is just not that into her. They are on a boat, and it’s painful to watch. He is not feeling it, and actually tells her that there is no sexual chemistry. Ouch. How can he tell her this, when he knows that her husband left her, after sleeping with another woman? I thought it was selfish, so shame on you Jake. She compares his not having sexual chemistry to her husband, and we are back taking about her divorcee. I can’t have her be the Bachelorette. Months of listening about her divorce will simply do me in.
Jake comes over and she wants to talk about their lack of sexual chemistry. The squeaking is back. Are they kidding? Is it a fan? TURN IT OFF! He is spewing about how great she is, and dancing around the fact that he is just not feeling her. She likes dancing, so maybe she won’t notice. Tenley is talking about their incredible physical chemistry, and I’m just dying for her. She is desperate for affection, and I want to tell her to stop and run away. Poor thing. She just does not see it, because she is so focused on finding love, that she is seeing things that are not there.
It’s finally time for the final rose, and Tenley is up first, which means she’s getting dumped. She is talking about how much she loves him, and is convinced she is going to be the one. Honestly Tenley, pay attention Sweetheart. It’s not happening for you Honey. Jake begins to kick her to the curb, and she makes the most heartbreaking face. She gives the classiest “you are breaking my heart” speech ever. In the middle of her pain, she thanks him for loving her, and showing her she could love again. Is this chick for real? She is an angel, a Disney Princess, and Mother Theresa, all rolled into one. I honestly hope she meets someone fabulous, gets married, and has a bunch of kids. She is a lady. Bravo Tenley. You were wonderful, and have nothing to be ashamed of.
Vienna arrives for the final rose, and she looks great. I am convinced that she sincerely loves Jake. She says she loves him because when she found him, she found herself. I am really happy for her. I am also not ashamed to say, when Jake says he loves her, drops to his knee, and asks her to marry him, I cried. I love this show. I ended up tolerating Jake, getting sucked in, and feeling that the only person that was right for him, was Vienna.
He made the best decision, and I’m looking forward to seeing him on Dancing With The Stars. Mostly because Vienna will be there cheering him on, and I can’t wait to see her. I could not be happier that this season is over. As for Ali as the new Bachelorette, unless she calls me to say she is sorry for being mean, I’m out, and not watching. Call me Ali. I’m trying to be happy for you, but it’s hard. I’ll blog about you, but it’s going to take a call. You decide.
In the end, Mike Fleiss did it again. He helped two people, who would never have met each other in the real world, find each other on television, and fall in love. Bravo. It is a beautiful thing, and restores hope that love can be found by anyone. As for my finding it, I’m going to keep the faith.
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March 1, 2010 | 12:59 pm
Posted by Ilana Angel
After years of waiting, it finally happened, and The Bachelor had a wedding this weekend. Jason Mesnick and Molly Malaney got married this past Saturday in the Los Angeles area.
I have spent time with Jason and he is wonderful. When I first met him, I thought he was not a particularly nice guy because of what happened with Melissa Rycroft on his season.
After speaking with him over frozen yogurt, we spent a lot of time together and I got his side of the story. I was so annoyed that he did not give me the happily ever after ending that I wanted as a viewer, that I failed to see that he got the fairytale ended that HE wanted, with Molly.
After we spent time together, I realized the one that got screwed by his mistake, was Molly. The show worked for her. She met her Prince Charming. But instead of having him pick her during the finale, and it be a success story, she was painted as the bad one.
I love this couple, and I am thrilled that their story will air on ABC as a special on March 8th. The Bachelor experiment works! All the haters, and people who say it’s a ridiculous show, can watch on March 8th and see two people, who fell in love on television, say I do.
The Bachelor proves that love can be found if you are looking for it. If you approach the hopes and dreams of finding your soul mate, with intensity and sincere efforts, you will find it. Molly hung on, and good for her! That she was able to take him back, and didn’t let her ego stop her, is impressive. While Jason took a bumpy path, he followed his heart and gets not only a bride, but a terrific woman to help raise his son.
I have renewed faith and belief in The Bachelor television show. I will go into the finale tonight, knowing that if it does not happen for Jake, that’s ok. It will perhaps happen for the next one. Unless it’s Ali, in which case I don’t care if it happens or not.
Mazel Tov to the new Mr. and Mrs. Mesnick. May you have a happy and healthy life, and remember the long road you took to get to this glorious place. Love was found. Bravo for keeping the faith.
March 1, 2010 | 8:18 am
Posted by Ilana Angel
I have really lovely girlfriends. Some are new to my life, and others I have known since childhood. Some are truly a part of my family, and some are simply acquaintances. Both my sisters have daughters, and I have many friends with daughters, and I think we all agree that raising girls is harder than boys.
The situations I face in raising a teenage son are a piece of cake compared to what parents of girls go through. I remember being a teenager, and thinking some girls were mean. You grow up though, and assume that stage is over, and that as adults, we will mature, and female friendships will get easier. Not so much.
It turns out that girls can be mean spirited and hurtful, regardless of how old they are. I know there are women who look back at their youth and see they were mean, and have transformed into wonderful women. I imagine there are women who grew up as angels, who as adults changed, and became mean.
I’m not sure how it all works. What I do know is that I value and respect women, and my relationships with them mean something to me. With my sisters living so far away, and my son being my only family in Los Angeles, I rely on my girlfriends for many, many things.
We celebrate holidays together, we help with each others children, we listen when things are rough, we rejoice when things are good, we hold each other up in times that are challenging, and we manage to laugh through it all. It is a bond that is uniquely female, and I treasure it.
I thought that friendships would be easier now in my forties, but that’s an unrealistic hope. This weekend I was faced with some emotions in terms of a girlfriend, and it’s been a struggle. In the end it will all be fine, but this morning I find myself looking at the girlfriend relationships of my forties, and wondering, why are women still so mean?
I have a couple of friends that I have known for 12 years. At one point during our relationship we were as close as sisters. I could not imagine loving these friends more. Our kids were best friends and both the kids, and us, were the 3 musketeers. We were together all the time, our children were like brothers, and we were a family.
Then another mother came into our group, and things shifted. I don’t really remember what the turning point was, but at some point, she was in and I was out. It was hard for me because they were my family, and I was ousted. It was harder for my son, as he loved their kids, and when they stopped making an effort with me, they stopped making an effort for our kids too.
The last two years has seen our relationship go from everything to nothing. I was going to see them as a party recently and was stressed out. In anticipation of seeing them, I reached out to one and extended a hand. It was awkward and sad, and the olive branch was not accepted.
The party was strained, these two women, who were my very best friends, were there, with the mean girl, and it was just like being back in 7th grade. They both said hello, and when one hugged me and told me to come dance with them, I said no thank you, and then went in the bathroom to cry for 10 minutes. Just seeing them broke my heart because I loved them so much.
I had sent a friend request on Facebook to one of the ladies around the beginning of the year. I told her I missed her and hoped we could get back on track, but she never responded. Then this weekend, weeks later, she accepted. I was so surprised because out of nowhere, there she was.
I looked at her page and quickly discovered that the past weekend was her birthday. I had totally forgotten. I felt bad, and thought perhaps she accepted now, as her own way to reach out. I would see it was her birthday, get in touch, and some healing could begin.
As I read through her posts, I saw that she had a party for her birthday. She talked about how she had a lovely evening with her friends. I’m not surprised I was not invited to her birthday, I was surprised and sad however, that she felt the need to have me see all the emails.
There is no possible way that she could not know it would hurt my feelings. Was she simply being a mean girl? Was I being too sensitive? Could she not have just called me? Or sent an email to say hello? Was it necessary to hurt my feelings? Did she even know it would be so hurtful?
I could be reading way too much into it. I could be ego driven in my thought process. I love this woman, and miss her, but when I saw her Facebook page I declined the friendship request. In the end I was the immature one, and went from being the discarded and hurt friend, to the mean girl, in the blink of an eye.
I feel terrible. I woke up this morning feeling sad, anxious, embarrassed and confused. I am going to try to find the courage to call her, and tell her I’m sorry. I don’t know if we will ever be friends again, but what I do know, is she deserved my respect, and my bruised ego would not allow me to give it to her.
Friendships take work, time and effort. Girls are capable of having the closest bond between two people, yet are able to hurt each other in an instant. We can grow up, move on, and have our own children, but at the end of the day we are all still little girls, just trying to get by. Flailing around, rather than sailing through.
If my friend is reading this blog, know that I think about you all the time. I’m sorry for anything, and everything, I did to hurt our friendship, and I don’t what will happen down the road. What I am certain of however, is that I love you, and I will keep the faith.
February 26, 2010 | 9:28 am
Posted by Ilana Angel
There is no television show that is in more desperate need of a Jew, than The View. I like the women who host the show, but lately there has been a gaping hole in what they do. I have decided that what is missing, is a Jew.
It’s cute when Whoopi says faklempt, and Joy always gets a laugh with kvelling, but I’ve got to draw the line at Elisabeth saying meshugena. There is diversity in terms of race, age and political parties. There is the point of view of women who are married, divorced, or living together. But there is no Jew.
If you stereotype people by their names, you could assume that there are a lot of behind the scenes Jews working at The View. Truth is, that is the case on most television shows. Jews are always in the background making things happen, but we don’t really see the face of Jews upfront.
Barbara Walters, I’m your Jew. I’m a good fit within the group of ladies. I would rock at hot topics because I am a pop culture, and political junkie. I’m divorced like Sheri, but unlike the terrific Ms. Shepherd, I date like a maniac in search of love.
I’m funny and irreverent like Joy, and don’t care what people think about me, like Whoopi. There’s no real similarity between Elisabeth and me, other than the fact that she weighs now, what I weighed in the 2nd grade. Give me a little time to research it though, and I will come up with something. It might be made up, but still, it will be something.
It would be an honor and a privilege to sit at the table with the national treasure that is Barbara Walters. I grew up watching her on television, and used to dream of her interviewing me for her Oscar special. I like her, and think she and I would hit it off.
Let’s make this happen Bill Geddie. You could be the first show to officially celebrate “Put A Jew In Front Of The Camera Day”. I could come on the show, meet a man in NYC, get engaged, and then get married on the show. Think sweeps baby!
I record The View everyday. I’m going to watch a little more closely, and start a weekly blog incorporating my voice into the show. The View Needs A Jew will become a regular feature on Keeping The Faith, until Mr. Geddie contacts me to come and sit on the panel.
It’s not a huge commitment Bill. I just want to do it one time. One day, sitting at the table, with my own mug, chatting with the ladies. I will be a very romantic perspective, which is one that you are lacking. You are missing not only a Jewish point of view, but also the perspective of a woman who believes in love and will search until she finds it.
So…. here we go. Let’s bring a Jew to the View! I am on a mission to make it happen. Joy is close, but just because her boyfriend is a Jew, she is not. Whoopi is a Goldberg, close but not quite there. I am a bona fide Jew my darling ladies, so let’s go.
I am going to take a moment to enjoy the view, while I’m waiting to enjoy The View. I’m watching everyday, keeping up to date on hot topics, and keeping the faith.
February 25, 2010 | 6:46 am
Posted by Ilana Angel
I will never understand men. At some point I might just need to give up, because I fear it is just never going to happen for me. I have a better chance of understanding my son’s 8th grade advanced algebra, than men, and trust me when I tell you, that will NEVER happen.
I went out for coffee with the guy from the oil change. Here is a recap of the one of the best parts of our tantalizing conversation:
Him: How long have you been divorced?
Him: Are your boobs real?
Me: I beg your pardon?
Him: Do you want to go to my place?
Me: Are you for real right now?
Him: Do you like to watch porn?
Me: I‘m really sorry but I need to go.
Him: Can you come out to my car for a minute?
We won’t be seeing each other anymore, and by not seeing him again, of course I mean I would rather rupture my own spleen with a letter opener, than see this man again. I seriously thought I was on some hidden camera dating show. Never again.
I had a doctor’s appointment yesterday to desperately figure out a way to live with a cat I love, but am allergic to. I’m in the waiting area playing around on my iPhone, not paying attention to anything around me. The door opens so I look up. A man comes in who is covered with tattoos. I catch myself staring, and look away. As I turn away, I see a cute girl staring at me.
I assume she has also seen tattoo man and is giving me the “Did you just see that?” look. I smile back with my “I totally saw him, how bizarre” look. She makes some comment about the weather, and I make a joke about how nobody but me knows how to drive in the rain.
We start chatting and she comes over and introduces herself and we start talking about the heartache of being allergic to my cat. She is listening, and being supportive, when all of a sudden she puts her hand on my arm and gives it a little squeeze.
I am thinking to myself that it was an oddly intimate touch. I’m being ridiculous, and start laughing at myself in my head, when she asks me for my number. Really? I seriously cannot tell when someone is a) flirting with me, or b) gay. I panic for a split second, then shake it off.
I asked her is she is asking me for my number in a “go on a date” kind of way, and she said yes. She thought I was cute and funny, and wanted to hang out and talk more. Let me tell you, I was so incredibly flattered, that I leaned over and hugged her.
Whether you are gay or straight, and regardless of whether the person hitting on you is gay or straight, there are some days when it does not matter who is hitting on you, because it’s more important that you are being hit on at all. Thank you for hitting on me Karen!
It really just made my day. I am horrible at picking up the signs of someone hitting on me. More horrendous than that, I am a disastrous flirter. I just don’t know how to do it. I am open and uninhibited, so people think I am constantly flirting, when really I’m just being myself.
I remember I was at a party once with about 20 couples, a sprinkle of gay men, and single me. I made my way through the party, saying hello and chatting with everyone, and had a very nice time. The next day the hostess told me all the wives thought I was flirting with their husbands.
At first I was mortified. I would never flirt with someone’s man, and felt horrible that they would think poorly of me, but after I thought about it for a minute, I was thrilled! They thought I was flirting! I was happy to be considered a flirt at all, when I suck at it so bad.
What is so interesting, is that if those women had met me on their own, they would have said to their husbands that they met a fantastic girl who was the life of the party. But since the husbands were there, seeing how fabulous I was, it became threatening.
Karen hitting on me, and that party, were essentially the same thing. I felt bad someone was hurt, but at the same time, my ego was stroked. I love Karen for taking a shot, and love the insecure and clingy women for thinking I had a shot with their husbands.
Here is a brilliant idea! The women of The Bachelor should open a flirting school to extend their 15 minutes of fame. The chicks on there are master flirters, and I could use the lessons. Here is a list of classes that could be offered:
“How To Seduce A Man”, by Rozlyn
“How to Manipulate a Man Into Thinking You’re an Angel”, by Ali.
“It’s Been A Long Time, But I Can Flirt Again”, by Tenley
“What Not To Do At A Party”, by Vienna
“How To Become A Lonely Cat Lady”, by Michelle
“How To Stop Drinking Before It Gets Messy”, by Christine
I am telling you Mike Fleiss, this could be huge. This is the perfect next step in The Bachelor Empire that you are creating. Remember who gave you the idea when the classes are sold out, and you are counting all your money!
I cannot look at my life and say that it is not interesting. A little strange, and sometimes complicated, but never boring. When I meet the man of my dreams, he will look at these blogs, understand me a little better, and hopefully love me a little more.
It will happen one day. I need to just relax, and keep the faith.
February 24, 2010 | 10:11 am
Posted by Ilana Angel
Does anyone else think the ice dancing teams that are made up of brothers and sisters are a little weird? Every time I see them in an embrace, or the guy holding the girl in a sensual position, I think about The Cutting Edge and it creeps me out.
It’s hilarious to hear the announcers describe a couple that is married or dating. They speak about how romantic it is, and that you can see their love, and feel the connection. Then when it’s a brother and sister, they get kind of awkward because they can’t talk about it the same way, because that would be strange.
There are so many hours of practice involved to even get to the Olympics, that I can only imagine how many times those brothers are sliding their sisters bodies down their own during the lifts. I find it odd, and I would not want my kids to be partners.
I totally get that it’s easier to have only one practice schedule, in terms of schlepping the kids around, and I support anything that makes a mother’s life easier. That said, it’s weird and surely there must be enough ice dancers in the world that you don’t need to partner with your sibling. I’m just saying.
I thought that the switch to 4 judges last year on American Idol made no sense, and now I’m even more certain that it does not work. They never should of let Paula go, and for me, the show is dying a slow and painful death.
I love Ellen, but she makes no sense on the judging panel. I don‘t understand how it is that she is qualified to give an opinion on the careers of young singers. Last night was the first live show, and there was just no flow. It was off, and I didn’t think the girl singers were that great.
Do we really need to hear four people tell these kids that they are pitchy? They all said the same thing. Ellen seemed nervous and awkward, and I found myself really missing Paula, and resenting Kara for ruining what was a great thing. Don’t even get me started on Ryan Seacrest.
I think the only person on the planet who may like Ryan less than me, is Brian Dunkelman. I cannot wrap my head around how this guy is so successful. He is cocky and silly, and where I once though he had a certain charm, that is gone. He’s annoying, and brings nothing to the show.
I think the men’s group tonight will be better than the girls were. I will continue to watch because it’s a show that my kid digs, but I’m kind of over it. I will follow Simon to his new show, and I’m really hoping that Paula will be a judge on the X Factor. She is missed on television.
I blogged about the Women Tell All Bachelor Special yesterday. Let me just say, Oh. My. God. People sure do have strong opinions about this show. Not since I wrote about how I wanted Aaron Carter voted off of Dancing with The Stars, has a fan club so quickly come to defense of their hero. People who love Ali, really love Ali.
These chicks are mean, which makes sense, since they idolize a mean girl. They were very fast to come to her defense when I called her a lying celebrity wannabe. It not only made me laugh, but also solidified my decision to not watch the next season if Ali is the Bachelorette.
The best emails I got were to share a conspiracy theory that I had not heard before. Apparently there is a rumor that the man that Rozlyn was making out with was, get ready for it, JAKE! I got emails saying that they had snuck away and were making out, and the show needed to end it, as it was really early in the season and would ruin the entire show if it got out.
They say the producer who was fired, was a scapegoat and got a nice buy out to walk away from the show. I suppose it could be true. It would get Rozlyn off the hook for lying, and for swearing on the life of her son. It would also explain why we have not heard anything from the producer.
If you think back to all the episodes, and look at them with this theory in your mind, it actually makes sense. How fabulous if it were true. The thing is, if I got a dollar for every conspiracy theory about this show, I would be rich. People sure do have a lot of time on their hands.
I’m a fan of The Bachelor. Never miss an episode, and am convinced that love can be found this way. You have got to be a Super Fan however, to spend your time coming up with conspiracy theories about what is happening and why. It cracks me up, and only makes my crush on Mike Fleiss stronger. I love you Mr. Fleiss.
I have a date tonight. We met last weekend at the car dealership when I was getting an oil change. He seemed like a nice guy, so I agreed to meet for a drink after work. I am really trying. Thinking outside the box, staying open to finding love in unexpected places, trying to trust myself, and always keeping the faith.
February 23, 2010 | 11:11 am
Posted by Ilana Angel
The greatest love experiment on television is coming to the end of another season. Last night, the Women Tell All special aired as this week’s installment of The Bachelor. Next week, Jake will wrap it all up with the most dramatic final rose ceremony in history!
I don’t know about you, but I was a little bored last night. There was an awful lot of recapping. I feel like it was a big flashback dream, and I invested a lot of time, for very little payback. That said, I love this show and whatever they need to do, to fill two hours, they have my blessing.
I was at the taping of the Women Tell All special. It took hours of filming, and lot’s of what we saw ended up on the cutting room floor. I must say though, they did a good job of editing because most of what they cut, was repetitious and not that interesting.
They began by showing a bunch of bachelor/bachelorette cast reunions. Who knew these even existed? If it is any indication of what The Bachelor Pad show will be like this summer, we can look forward to seeing tons of naked bodies, drunken rants, and regrettable sex.
We are then shown how the cast members of seasons past, help to give back by donating their time to charity. To be honest, I did not remember half the people who they featured, but that’s not important. What’s key, is that they are helping. If their pretending to be famous for a little while longer, gives them the motivation to help those less fortunate, then bravo.
I would like to provide a translation of what we saw last night. With the end fast approaching, let’s break it down so people will be better able to understand what everyone is really saying. I am an expert in the language of “Bachelorese”, so please allow me to bring it all together.
Gia is the first to sit down with Chris Harrison. She says that she may not act or seem insecure, but she is probably the most insecure girl there. Translation: Even she does not get how pretty she is and if she did, it would have been a whole other ball game.
I had a chance to speak with Gia last week, and ask some questions. Let me just say, this is a really lovely girl. She is articulate, bright and charming. I asked her about her insecurity, because it’s hard to imagine a girl who is so pretty, could feel bad about herself.
She said that her dream would be to use her new found celebrity to help junior high and high school girls who are struggling with bullying, mean girls and insecurity. She is the classic ugly duckling turned swan, and that she wants to help others who are like she was, is admirable.
I really like this girl. She was a lady in the house, she befriended Vienna when no one else would, and she was classy when she got the boot. I still think her laugh and accent would grate on my nerves after a while, but this is truly a wonderful girl and I hope good things happen for her.
Michelle is up next. She is a freak and I love her. I could talk about her forever. If Mike Fleiss wants to be really brave, then they should make her the next Bachelorette. She is angry and bitter, which makes for great television.
Michelle said she does not need a therapist, and is very stable. Translation: There is no amount of therapy that can help her, so why bother wasting time or money on therapy. Unless the therapist is super hot, then she would go and be full on Fatal Attraction. Michelle should go on Celebrity Rehab with Dr. Drew for her addiction to love.
The hot seat now belongs to Ali. Let me just say that I do not like this girl. I think she is a liar and a celebrity wannabe. by wannabe, of course I mean she is working really hard to be the next Bachelorette. I know she is America’s sweetheart, but come on people. This is the most manipulative woman of the entire season.
I had an opportunity to talk with Ali last week also, and this chick is bad news. I asked her if she felt any responsibility for the bad press that Vienna was getting, since she helped paint her in such a bad light. She managed to lie her way through her answer.
She said it was a tough question to answer. Translation: She needs a minute to pull an answer out of her butt. She said it would make her sad if she was a part of hurting Vienna, because that’s definitely not something she’d ever want to instigate. Translation: Crap, if this backfires and I don’t get to be the Bachelorette I’m going to be annoyed. I better start apologizing right away.
She went on to say that she regrets the things she said, but that we didn’t see the whole story. First she was apologizing, then saying it was the editing, then saying she was trying to help Vienna. This chick is a liar, and on a mission to be the Bachelorette. I do not get why people are fans of hers. She is a mean girl, and karma is a bitch, so she needs to watch her back.
Ali is the silver medal winner in the fake crying Olympics. She almost got a gold, but Jake won by a tear. I don’t believe anything this girl says. She is her own PR machine, and is saying all the right things to ingratiate herself to America, so she can be the next Bachelorette.
Look away from the light people! She is a fraud. Do not fall for it. She should NOT be the Bachelorette. She had her chance at love and walked away. Why should she get a do-over? She needs to go back to work, and get over it. Her 15 minutes of fame need to be wrapped up.
She says that if Vienna is watching, she wants to tell her she is sorry, and to be strong. Translation: Sorry I was so horrible to you Vienna, but whatever, I’m going to be the next Bachelorette, which is why I came on the show in the first place, so I win. This chick is disgusting.
This brings us to the skanky whore portion of the programming. Rozlyn. Bravo to her for coming back. I’m thinking she was contractually obligated, and not thrilled to be there, but whatever. She is the best train wreck ever, and was the part of the show I was most looking forward to.
There were two things said by Rozlyn at the taping, that I thought were important. I decided that if the show edited out these two things, I was not going to watch anymore. I get that “reality” television is not that real, but if they left them out, they were full of crap and I was done.
This was the only part that I cared about for the entire two hours, so now I’m waiting to see if Mike Fleiss is making a show about finding love, or assuming the audience is stupid, and manipulating us to see only what wants us to see, not the truth.
Item #1: Rozlyn said that she swore on her son’s life that she never kissed the producer. Translation: I am a disgusting, filthy, skanky whore and I just lied on my son’s life, which means that my lies are more important than the well being of my son. I would NEVER say such a thing, nor would any normal mother. I feel so sad for her little boy.
That statement by Rozlyn was one of the deal breakers for me that needed to make it into the show. This was important because if they took it out, they were restricting how we view Rozlyn, or somehow protecting her, and she did not deserve the protection. This woman is crazy.
Item #2: Rozlyn accuses Chris Harrison of hitting on the wife of the Producer she was fooling around with in New Zealand. Important to note that we learned not only was she having an inappropriate sexual affair with a staffer on the show, but he was married. She is so classy.
I think it’s impressive that they showed this statement by Rozlyn. They could have easily taken it out and no one would have known. It speaks volumes about the integrity of both Chris Harrison and Mike Fleiss, that it made it to air. It was a disgusting thing for Rozlyn to say, but I suppose when she was desperate, and drowning under her own lies, it was easy to be disgusting.
It’s time now for a few minutes with Jake. I want to take a moment to say that I think Jake is the worse actor ever. He is full of crocodile tears, and every time he wipes a fake tear from his eye, I want to start screaming. He is always saying that his heart was crying. Translation: If I can get a tear out now, I think I can land a gig on General Hospital.
Oh. My. God. We are now forced to watch both Ali, AND Jake, fake cry. I want to pluck out my own eyes just so it will stop. They show a blooper real at this moment, and I can’t even watch it because the fake crying has made my eyes bleed. I missed the whole thing.
In the end, we got about 10 minutes of good television, hidden within two hours of fluff, but I don’t care. I love this show and I’m looking forward to the finale next week. It will be interesting to see if all the spoilers we are hearing about are true, or if Jake surprises us all with an unexpected decision.
I can’t wait to see how it all plays out. I hope Jake picks Vienna, and Tenley gets to be be the next Bachelorette, so she can finally get over her ex-husband. As for who they actually pick to be the bachelorette, I don’t really care, as long as it’s NOT Ali.
All I can do is trust that Mike Fleiss sees that she is an inherently mean girl, and does not deserve the opportunity. Call me Mike Fleiss and I will explain it all to you. You trust me, and in turn, I will keep the faith.
February 22, 2010 | 10:07 am
Posted by Ilana Angel
I love watching the Olympics. I am pulling for Team USA of course, but my Canadian heart wants Canada to win everything! It was a great weekend of highs and lows, and I cannot believe how late I am staying up to watch. Especially since I could easily watch online during normal hours.
I was very emotional watching the brother/sister team of Roman and Alexandra Zaretski in the ice dancing competition. As an Israeli born Jew, who moved to Canada as a child, it was a moment of incredible pride. To see them dance on a world stage to Hava Nagila was magical. Yay for Israel.
It would be amazing to have the ice dancing medals go to Canada, USA and Israel. What a trip that would be. I wish them all well tonight, and can’t wait to watch. My prayers and best wishes go out to Joannie Rochette and her family. I hope she does well tomorrow, and I am in awe of her strength.
As for the hockey game between the USA and Canada last night, come on boys. The USA came in talking trash, and the Canadians had an unearned sense of entitlement. They were playing like it was an opportunity for another miracle on ice, not a game that had no medal at stake. It was a great game, but let’s hope they all grow up in time to fight for gold.
I want to know why it is that everyone at NBC refers to everything hockey as “Ice” hockey. It’s the winter Olympics people, we know it is being played on ice. I don’t believe roller hockey is played at the WINTER OLYMPICS. Shut up already with the ice. I love this game and hopes Canada takes Gold!
Tonight is “Women Tell All” night on The Bachelor. I was at the taping of this special and it is explosive. It will be interesting to see how they cut down hours of taping, into a 2 hour special. We will see the return of this years skanky whore, Rozlyn, and it is awesome!
You are going to love the part where she comes back to talk to Chris Harrison. This chick is crazy and I can’t wait to talk about it tomorrow! I’ve been a good girl and kept quiet, but it airs tonight and tomorrow, the gloves are coming off because I’ve got a lot to say!
I think Tenley should be the next Bachelorette. She deserves to be happy and find love. Jake is not the man for her, and she should be praying that he does not pick her, so she can be the Bachelorette, and find the right guy.
It will be entertaining to watch the girl who has only been with one man, make out with the masses. She will go from Disney princess, to Bachelorette whore, in a matter of weeks. THAT will be good television.
I cannot explain why, but I love the Kardashian family. They are fascinating. Never before has such a large group of people been rich and famous for absolutely no reason. This is a very entertaining and attractive bunch, and I’m hooked.
To be clear, it’s an interesting show to watch, but there is no way that a movie needs to be made about these people. Are you kidding me? There is seriously a movie about their lives being planned. We already know EVERYTHING about them, so why a movie?
Kourtney needs to dump her baby daddy. This guy is a lying, cheating loser. I feel so sad when she defends him. I get that she has a new baby, and wants to give him a family, but she is better off alone. She has a ton of support and help, and this guy is toxic.
Khloe scored when she married big. She went from being known as the least attractive sister, to being the Laker wife, in a matter of weeks. Good for her. She loves her sisters and I hope she is happy. I like that she is not afraid to say what she is thinking, even when it gets her in trouble.
Kim is truly stunning. She has managed to take her one talent, looking beautiful, and turned it into a business. Not since Ryan Seacrest, has someone created such a huge career out of nothing. Makes sense Ryan produces her show, as they have so much in common.
Kris Jenner works hard, and I give her credit for taking her family to this level. It’s impressive that she has kept Bruce Jenner in the news 34 years after he won gold. She is good at what she does, and clearly loves her children.
Not sure how much she loves herself however, when she allows her children to talk to her like they do. There is no respect there, and I would not allow it from my kid. Those kids have careers because of her, and they should be a little more respectful and kind to their mom.
It’s going to be a good week. I have 2 dates lined up from an online dating site. I am trying something new, as I have vowed to stay away from a certain “Jewish” dating site, which operates in a very un-kosher way, so wish me luck.
I will meet you back here tomorrow to talk about The Bachelor. Good luck to the Olympians who are competing today. To Kim Kardashian, who thinks Catherine Zeta-Jones and Michael Douglas will play Kris and Bruce Jenner in her movie, have another drink, and keep the faith.