If you’ve already read Rosie’s first Bachelor recap, click here for her second. (Don’t forget to check back tonight for her third.)
WE’RE BACK BITCHES. And since it’s my last year recapping the spectacular feminist revolution that is The Bachelor, let’s go out with a bang, shall we?
Oh. My. Glob. I feel like this opening shot is a glorious gift from Channel Ten just to make my lady parts tingle: We open on Oshie’s Glorious Hair and I’M ALREADY DYING. He says some words about love but his eyes are saying what he really wants us to know:
Oshie, who's clearly been attached to the hairspray machine in his dungeon for at least 24 hours, introduces us to the "spectacular Tuscan Villa", which we all know is just code for 'Lady Prison with lots of candles'.
And wowzers - Channel Ten really, really want us to know that Queen Sully has released the funds this year. We are getting lots of shots of candles on everything. Candles in a fancy pool. Candles on a fancy table. Candles on some fancy stairs.
Slow down on the candle budget please, remember how last year you guys ran out of money three weeks in and Bachie Wood had to give Parmigiana that hideous ring in the driveway, instead of like, the most exotic place Australians can travel to: Bali?
Alright, it's time. Time to be re-introduced to this year's Bachie: Loveable Richie. Or, because Dickie is hilarious to say... DICKIE BACH.
He’s just a simple Aussie bloke, you guys. True Blue. Sweet. Likeable. Giggles after every sentence. Very, very white (so, safe on the channel that airs Neighbours). Says things like ‘crikey’ and ‘sweating bullets’. The absolute perfect Muscles With A Head to continue on with the Bachie tradition of staring out over bodies of water while thinking pensively about love and crap: