It feels like Christmas Eve all over again. The Bachelor starts tonight. FRESH MEAT, bitches. In honor, I’m highlighting the most ridiculous occupations the ladies have this season. I am simultaneously elated and disgusted, as per usual.
What are you most afraid of? Not settling down! I want so much before I’m 30: a place that feels like home, a husband, beginning to have kids, dog, money, etc.
You might be able to fix the money portion if you worked. Just a suggestion.
Side note: There is a Laura and FOUR Laurens this season. Ben, I’m gonna need you to pick only one of them tonight or this is going to be too confusing.