Tonight’s post is a day late, because it’s long and I’m on vacation! But I’m trying a new thing tonight where everyone signed up for the letter gets a lil taste of the Tuesday paid posts … let’s see how this goes!
Love is Blind is … in a word … bellissima. It is lovely, it is horrific, it is chaotic, it is ugly, it is toxic, it earnest, it is … the only thing I can watch right now. I’m sorry Euphoria! Try again Gilded Age! The second season of this Netflix show, where potential matches drink wine from a chalice and talk in Wayfair-decorated cubbies and can’t see one another until after they’ve decided to get married (!!) is early seasons of Real Housewives of Atlanta-good. I didn’t know reality TV could be this perfect — this dramatic, this efficient, this quotable, this hilarious — without the presence of Linnethia Leakes.
The true bliss of this season is that it’s all a ruse. Every couple is so totally — radically, even! — mismatched: Shake and Deepti, Mallory and Sal, Danielle and Nick, Jarrette and Iyanna, Shaina alone … these are couples with absolutely no business being together. They shouldn’t even be in a group chat together. But here they are, toying with the idea of meeting and marrying in a week. Love is Blind mutates every few episodes: first the couples meet and date, then they run down an airport terminal hallway to lay eyes on their True Love™, then it becomes a vacation show, and then a meeting the parents and living together show, and then it becomes a wedding planning show. Tonight: a ranking of Love Is Blind’s main characters this season, based on who is a complete pathological narcissist out of their mind, to someone who actually seems like kind of normal for reality TV dating standards, and deserves way better than Ted Sarandos finding them love.
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