ICYMI: The Bachelor finale was last night and holy cannoli, I feel like I’ve been to hell and back.
We start off in Cusco, Peru watching Lauren sketch pics of Arie’s needle d journal her feelings – which, TBH – she looks like the type that would have a diary.
Both girls get to meet the Luyendyk fam and bring different bouquets, but the same picnic basket ABC lent them. Can we talk about how Arie’s mom is a dead ringer for Krystal?! It’s clear the family favored Lauren because she looks the most Dutch, but thinks Becca is best for Arie – who was totally hoping they would be #TeamLauren based on the fact that he tells them that she has moments where she’s “funny and dances around sometimes” – I hope my future husband never describes me like this.
Just throwing it out there: HAD they said Lauren, I don’t think Arie would be in this pickle right now.
On their final dates with Arie, Becca gives him a scrapbook and Lauren gives him some personality. Arie pops the question to Becca, then breaks up with her – with a camera crew so all of America can see it, of course – because he still has feelings for Lauren.
I was watching this with my mum and she goes: ABC must’ve offered Becca a Bachelorette deal in exchange for this footage – which, ONE THOUSAND EFFING PERCENT.
When Arie knocked on the bathroom door post-breakup to see if Becca was okay it was as if he were checking on someone who was having a poop attack; not someone whose heart he had just completely shattered. Animal.
Feelings and America’s POV aside, I personally can’t blame Arie for his lack of judgement because both times I was in love with two people at once, I chose the wrong person – and I’m semi-single right now sooo…
Becca is a class act and the true winner here, which is why I refuse to post any photos of her crying – or next to Arie from the episode. She’s above it all. Just look at her Venmo page.
