"You're smarter than this, Hannah." - Marnie. Real talk.
Houston, we have progress! Minimal at best, but for these girls? I'll take it. I'm trying not to focus on their many steps backwards, but on their baby steps forward. What more could I expect from entitled 20-somethings? A job and some self respect. Not much. And we're starting to see some growth from these ladies, however flawed it may be. Let's get to the grading.
Yes, Adam may have sent her a dick pic meant for another girl, and yes, she ends up having sex with him once again, but not before delivering a controlled, empowered monologue at him demanding to be respected. I'm guessing the confidence came from the magical Chola eyebrows given to her by her new no-bullshit work friends. A little more "real" (despite being ethnic stereotypes) and a little older and wiser, they snap sense into Hannah in a way that her whiny young, white girlfriends hadn't been able to yet. I mean, you don't mess with sassy. And I'm really glad that Hannah was able to harness their hardened confident attitudes to give Adam a dose of humility.
Jessa & New Nanny Friends
"Hopefully Lola will turn out as well as you did." - DILF she babysits for.
No. Hopefully Lola will turn out to be a functioning member of society, who doesn't pretend to care about "the people" while wearing $600 shoes.
This week, Jessa's honeymoon period with her babysitting gig is over, and she muses about how weird it is that you have to go to work even when you don't want to. And with that line, ten million Americans hit their heads on their cubicle desks. I guess she should get credit for not bailing from the moment she didn't "feel" like showing up for work, but still. The things that earnestly come out of her mouth this week make my insides boil with the same fire that Hannah did last week.
Somehow, despite her ridiculous rally cries to the real, hardworking other nannies at the playground, they befriend her and even come to her rescue when she loses the two girls she's watching. The way they slapped their hands down on that table and attacked the situation like a boss was nothing short of incredible. These women are seasoned professionals. They have the nanny 6th sense. And one of them found the girls in a matter of 30 seconds, by sniffing out that they had hidden inside the gazebo. She couldn't even see them. Incredible.
It feels like Ray used Hannah's diary to take advantage of Charlie's insecurities about Marnie to make their shitty two-man band somewhat interesting. They can't play. They can't sing. So what is left? Lyrics. They make the lyrics invasive and incriminating and turn Hannah's private and, might I add, spot on thoughts about Charlie and Marnie into a rage song.
Cue the sarcastic golf claps.
- "It's hella different!" -- because, well, it is.
- "Would you have sex with a virgin?" "Depends on the virgin." "Me." "Oh Shosh. If I had a cock it's all I'd do."
- Kids do not suck all the air out of rafts on a dare at sleep away camp. It's way more sinister than that.
- Skinny Horatio Sanz! No, but really, who told him they were filming something?