After this episode I have completely lost all faith in people. Or at least all people on reality tv.
Where does one begin?
I grew up an independent girl, one who was taught that I didn't need a man to make it through life and one who was taught that I didn't need to sell my body to make a boy like me. Granted, I don't have much of a body to sell, but still...Chelsea missed some Sunday school classes somewhere. What is she doing? She can't talk to this guy, express any emotions or feelings, but she has such a strong desire to win this competition that she strips in front of the camera, puts on a NIGHTIE/TEDDY and declares herself a romantic. Every father watching that scene last night died a little bit inside, hoping that their daughter never does that to the win the affection of some chach Brit on a reality tv dating show.
And Matt, WTF?! You admit that Chelsea can't talk to you, but she puts on some Goodwill negligee and you decide that you can spend the rest of your life with her? What an idiot. Every season of the Bach people are all, "this guy is great, this guy is perfect, why is he on this show?" Well, obviously because he's an idiot.
Shayne is the stereotypical American girl. Matt is enamored with that. She is what he sees on tv every week over in foggy London town and he thinks he can make it work. Good luck.
Little does Amanda know that she is the luckiest girl in the world (normally, I'd say America, but this Bachelor is international). She got cut and then called the ole Chap something so bad they bleeped it out. She also called him a liar. I don't think he's a liar, as much as he is out to get some.
My money is on Shayne.
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