Aw, Sean. Poor poor Sean. He finally gets up the nerve to tell Emily he loves her, and BAM. No rose. Maybe it was the fact that homeboy couldn't be bothered to tuck in his shirt for the rose ceremony? I get the no tie, since it's Curacao, but at least tuck in your shirt, dude.
Arie's description of his life - waking up at 9 (!), going out every night because he doesn't like to be alone - doesn't exactly scream "I'm ready to be the father of your child!", but she's too blinded by lust to see straight anyway. (He was the only one who didn't get offered the fantasy suite because she didn't trust herself with him! SCANDALS.)
And Jef seems super nervous to meet and impress little Ricki. Dude - she's 6. Bring her some candy and you're IN.
But back to the Curacao dates for a minute - we FINALLY have a helicopter ride! Is that the first time this season? I really don't understand the point - they can't even hear each other talk. Not the best date idea.
And why Emily is terrified of sweet dolphins, I don't know. Hasn't Ricki watched "Flipper?" She also needs to beware the sun - girlfriend was looking tanner than normal.
But I'm sure Sean will bounce back - and we can find out for sure next week, in the always amusing Men Tell All episode. Yay.
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