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The Bachelorette | Hannah Won't Give a Rose to Luke P.
I'll admit it, I love to watch this silly show with my wife. Like its counterpart The Bachelor at ABC, The Bachelorette should come with a caveat that viewers must suspend their disbelief. It's filled with such implausible drivel, dialogue delivered from a cast that look like they've just taken a junior college level drama class and a Harlequin romance ideal take on dating that it's must see TV. And yes I am a 100% heterosexual.
This time around the producers cast Hanna Brown, a beauty pageant hottie that can stand toe-to-toe with any Alabama Crimson Tide cheerleader you've ever seen. In her bio she dutifully noted that she was a nice Christian girl who did not fool around and valued that trait in men as well. This was before filming got underway and Hannah apparently tossed her Bible aside in favor of good old-fashioned carnal pleasure. For a reality show broadcast in puritanical "thou-shalt-not-show-skin" America there seems to have been a lot of crotch-grinding taking place with near-virginal Hannah. Nevertheless she has demonstrated that she can deliver credible sex tears on-cue, as well as create an illusion that her biggest goal in life is to bring home a clean-cut young lad to present to her deep-south daddy Beauregard.
The men are all out of central casting; jocks and b-level studs who carry with them a usual resume of athletes, financial dudes on the way up the ladder and various eclectic aspiring actors in-disguise. This time around I was intrigued by Peter Weber, a pilot from Westlake Village who showed-up in his new-hire Delta F/O uniform after getting the O.K. up the food chain in Atlanta: "Alright but don't embarrass us on the show." He's a nice fellow who looks like a young Phil Michelson, the son of a senior Boeing 787 captain from United. From his instagram account, when he's not dreaming about flying Peter thinks wholesome thoughts about family-- nary a photo of a half-naked young woman to be found.
Father and son in their 1954 Piper Apache: Peter is beaming wearing his Dave Clark headset, while his father seems to be worried if junior can handle an engine-out situation if one of those hellaciously underpowered 160 hp Lycoming engines should cough on takeoff. Peter Weber on Instagram: “1954 Piper Apache, this baby is a classic”
I'll admit it, I love to watch this silly show with my wife. Like its counterpart The Bachelor at ABC, The Bachelorette should come with a caveat that viewers must suspend their disbelief. It's filled with such implausible drivel, dialogue delivered from a cast that look like they've just taken a junior college level drama class and a Harlequin romance ideal take on dating that it's must see TV. And yes I am a 100% heterosexual.
This time around the producers cast Hanna Brown, a beauty pageant hottie that can stand toe-to-toe with any Alabama Crimson Tide cheerleader you've ever seen. In her bio she dutifully noted that she was a nice Christian girl who did not fool around and valued that trait in men as well. This was before filming got underway and Hannah apparently tossed her Bible aside in favor of good old-fashioned carnal pleasure. For a reality show broadcast in puritanical "thou-shalt-not-show-skin" America there seems to have been a lot of crotch-grinding taking place with near-virginal Hannah. Nevertheless she has demonstrated that she can deliver credible sex tears on-cue, as well as create an illusion that her biggest goal in life is to bring home a clean-cut young lad to present to her deep-south daddy Beauregard.
The men are all out of central casting; jocks and b-level studs who carry with them a usual resume of athletes, financial dudes on the way up the ladder and various eclectic aspiring actors in-disguise. This time around I was intrigued by Peter Weber, a pilot from Westlake Village who showed-up in his new-hire Delta F/O uniform after getting the O.K. up the food chain in Atlanta: "Alright but don't embarrass us on the show." He's a nice fellow who looks like a young Phil Michelson, the son of a senior Boeing 787 captain from United. From his instagram account, when he's not dreaming about flying Peter thinks wholesome thoughts about family-- nary a photo of a half-naked young woman to be found.
Father and son in their 1954 Piper Apache: Peter is beaming wearing his Dave Clark headset, while his father seems to be worried if junior can handle an engine-out situation if one of those hellaciously underpowered 160 hp Lycoming engines should cough on takeoff. Peter Weber on Instagram: “1954 Piper Apache, this baby is a classic”