So you guys, everyone who knows me knows that I love me some Downton Abbey. Okay, well, like two people outside of my immediate family know that. Not the point. The point is, I do and of course, like with everything else, I have random thoughts.It’s what I do. Don’t roll your eyes at me. Let’s do this. Well, go watch it if you haven’t and then let’s do this. (BTW, this is not a recap. EVERYONE else does a recap of this show, and I’m positive they’re better at it. This is just the random ish I think and say during the show.)
“Avoiding people you don’t like is easy. It’s avoiding one’s friends that’s the real test.” So this came from the Queen of Shade herself, Dowager Countess Grantham. And it was so good because she was talking to her friend when she said it and it’s one of those kinds of things where you can’t tell if you should be offended or not but you definitely should. It takes years to get to that level of shade. She’s one of the reasons I can’t wait to be old(er) and horrible(r?).
So glad the dresses from the 1920s aren’t in now. I would look like a silky refrigerator with some pearls on.
BATES. Ok, so, the name Bates has to be said in low, ominous tones. Bates is the baddest valet in the world. Like, last season he found out that Tony Gillingham’s (we’ll get to him) valet attacked his wife and then straight up disappeared him. He may just be Alfred Pennyworth. BATES.
I’m also glad that pleats are not in. I hope pleats are never in again because when I think of things I want to look like, an open accordion isn’t one of them.
I like the word, “luncheon”.
A lot of people are getting cornered on the stairs. I think it’s rude.
Poor Edith doesn’t know what happened to her baby daddy. None of us do.
Zomygod Molesely is dying his hair! Is that…shoe polish? (This sent Wondergirl into gales of laughter.)
BATES wants a baby!
Awww shizzle. Carson and them got into the sherry.
Do I want arm length gloves? Yes, yes I do. Despite my upper arm fat.
Carson just punked Molesely about his hair so hard, y’all.
So Lord Tony Gillingham is back. He’s in love with Mary, but she turned him down last season. He’s handsome, rich, and charming. I mean, I know she was grieving and such, but still.
Countess Grantham punked Scrant. Again. His name is Scrant, though, so there’s that.
Oh, wait, wait, I think Mary and Gillingham might get together. Yay! And then later that night he went in her room and I was all Bow-chicka-wow-wown but that wasn’t the case at all. My mind is in the gutter.
A FIRE!!! Oh no!
That’s it for this week. See y’all next week! Oh, and please let me know if I missed anything!