Dana Weiss’ Fashion Blog: Episode 3
If the Bachelor were based on inner beauty, nearly all our eligible bachelorettes would have been sent home this week.
Fortunately I’m shallow so I can see beyond the cattiness of this week’s Bachelorette antics and focus on what’s really important.
Oh Jamie. I want to like you so much. I really do. Your backstory. Your beautiful face. The fact that you were the only one who didn’t embarrass yourself and act like an extra from Girl, Interrupted before your meds were regulated.
You see, the only thing worse than Erica’s made-for-TV (at best) version of Mean Girls was her dress. In the words of my best friend and soul mate Jenna Burke:
Are. You. Kidding. Me?
Seriously. No wonder girlfriend fainted. She’d been hauling around 10 extra lbs. of gold chains all night. Look, we get it. You’re insecure about your thighs. Still, the Rose Ceremony is no time for extra cardio.
Casey. Please, I beg you. Stick around. You give me faith. And hope. You make me believe in this process. Or at least a decent final rose ceremony dress. Also, I recognize most of your labels, including my favorite dress from this week, the Naven Pink Pop Party dress. Along with being funny and knowing how to pronounce Proenza Schouler, this is one of the most important qualities to maintaining a long lasting relationship with me.
Like I said, I’m shallow. So I can see beyond Courtney “I kicked Scotch when you weren’t looking” Robertson* and her endless use of the term “winning.” to admit that I loved her dress at the rose ceremony.
Though, to be fair, it could have used another inch.
We almost got to see Whatsherbutt.
And I’m not talking about Shawntel.
*not her real middle name