Love Is Blind
- Miss Chas
- Mar 2, 2020
- 3 min read
This weekend I did the same thing that half of America did (besides wait for their tax refund).. I binge watched Love Is Blind on Netflix and screamed at the tv with each cringeworthy conversation displayed. First I have to say this, I am a HUGE lover of love. I love engagements, weddings and baby announcements. As I've gotten older, I've even become a massive lover of puppy memes (just in case anyone wants to slide into my DM's with something entertaining). With that said, I actually found this popular Netflix show to be wild.. and not in the "over 40, trip to Jamaica with your sorority sisters" wild but more like the "under 20 oops I forgot to shave my armpits" wild and that's a no for me, dawg. If you have yet to watch it then this blog entry is not for you. This is strictly for the folks that watch 90 day fiance, Married at First sight and then turn around in the same breathe and watch Snapped because why not?? It truly takes a certain level of "lemme just see what they talmbout" to make it through the whole season and I clearly had time. The premise of the show was to see if people can fall in love with someone without seeing them. They talk through a wall until the man proposes and then they get to lay eyes on each other for the first time. Sounds cool but with all the endless supplies of wine and high anxiety no one ever asked the real questions that allow you to see who a person really is. Half of the people were drunk the whole time so all the conversations were like "my bayborite bolor is breen wus urs?" then 15 minutes later they were like "I lub you so much murry meh" (I hope y'all read that in double shot of Patron voice). It all seemed a bit forced but NOTHING was more entertaining than the African American guy who decided to tell his fiance that he was bisexual way too late in the game. After she had more questions about why he didn't tell her sooner, he called her out of her name, told her to fix her lace front and threw her ring into the pool. She then, yelled at him, quoted some lyrics from Beyonce's most angry song (Don't hurt yourself) and cried into a picnic table in the middle of paradise. From that point, It became a whole circus and I could not look away. My true takeaway from the entire series was.. We have got to stop playing God. I think it's beautiful to desire companionship but trying to create a soulmate is not the way. Patience needs to increase in order for the divorce rate to decrease. I know we live in a time where people believe that their person is one right swipe away (for some people it may be true) but for some, you are just gonna have to wait. When I see people rushing I always refer back to the wise words of my really good, happily married, friend. One day he told me that he was not looking for his wife when she came into his life. She just came into his life like BOOM. Some of us are out here driving bulldozers trying to create our own BOOM and keep wondering why we keep receiving a CRASH. So although the show was cringy and entertaining, I do hope that organic and Holy relationships start to make a comeback because I'm also tired of folks walking around without their wedding rings talking bout I'm separated......
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