Look, y'all, The Bachelorette 2025 hit me like a rogue wave at Golden Gardens beach here in Seattle—I'm sitting in my tiny apartment, rain pattering on the window like it's judging my single AF life, and boom, Taylor Frankie Paul drops as the new lead. I mean, seriously, this...
Look, I'm sitting here in my cramped Astoria apartment on this drizzly November morning in 2025, nursing a burnt diner coffee that's basically just hot regret, and I can't stop replaying The Bachelor 2025 in my head. The Bachelor 2025 wasn't just some guilty pleasure—it straight-up hijacked my weekends,...
