Vegas, Baby! February 1, 2011Posted by Meg C in Bachelor.
Last summer, I had the privilege of spending an entire week in Vegas. It was, well, awesome. I love Vegas. Love love love Vegas. So as you can imagine, I was totally geeked out when I found out that’s where The Bachelor was heading!
On Brad’s first one-on-one, he chose Shawntel (again, not to be confused with Chantal) to give a shopping spree in Vegas’ nicest mall. Giving her, as one other girl put it, the Pretty Woman moment every girl dreams of. Which left me wondering if she had ever actually seen the movie, and whether she thought being a prostitute would be worth all of those free clothes. And then at dinner, she chose to spend it filling Brad in on how to embalm a body. Embalm a body. Probably not the best topic of conversation for your first date? Just throwing it out there.
And then, in a risky move, the Bachelor producers sent Brad on a group date to the Vegas Nascar track, where Emily’s late husband was in a crash that ended his racing career. It was either risky or a big jerk move. To be honest, I’m leaning toward big jerk move. Brad had no idea her late husband was a race car driver, but those producers knew every last detail, I’m sure. But she handled the whole situation beautifully, and I’d be completely shocked if she doesn’t make it to the top 3 at this point.
And then good ol’ Brad took out the BFF Ashleys for the “dreaded 2 on 1 date.” Which means, as Chris Harrison so eloquently put it, 2 girls, one rose, one stays, one goes. BOOM. This was suprising to me, as both of these girls were early frontrunners – with one receiving the first one-on-one date, and the other receiving the first impression rose. Unfortunately for Ashley #2, the curse of the first one-on-one date did not hold true, and Ashley #1 claimed the rose, sending the other Ashley home to cry an ugly cry while “Are you lonesome tonight?” played over the clips of the rest of her crying and the rest of Brad and Ashley #1’s date.
I’ll be honest, this was a pretty boring episode (with the exception of Emily’s fiasco) and the two other girls sent home had gotten about 4 seconds of screen time combined. Thus, the boring blog. Steven Tyler would be so disappointed in me.
But now, we’re down to 8 girls, and things are going to get frisky, ASAP.