It was July 1st of last year, and the weather was horrible. As I sat on the sofa — aimlessly sifting through the programs on Netflix — I thought to myself, “I need to watch something I’m ashamed of”. After already having watched all four seasons of Here Comes Honey Boo Boo (including the holiday specials — I know, how could I top the shame associated with this?), I knew I had some searching to do.
That’s when this happened.
Something inside of me told me that this show could fill the void I’d been struggling with for months. So, I hit that “watch now” button and nothing has been the same since.
I should dislike this show for the following (but not limited to) reasons:
- I hated high school.
- I’m still having an identity crisis.
- I’m 35.
However, I found myself through the entire 24 episodes of season one and half way through season two just 36 hours after I started. It would have been less if I didn’t have to sleep.
I literally found myself incapable of turning away from this show. The strangest part about me liking Pretty Little Liars is I thought the show was ridiculous at first. A teacher dating a student, half brothers and sisters making out, sisters sharing boyfriends, and a mother who would fuck a cop just to get her daughter out of a shoplifting charge. Then I remembered, that’s just how upper-middle class people live. They make their own drama.
I have to say, I find the idea of a mystery texter stalking me far more exciting than worrying about how I’m going to pay my bills each month. Clearly, I’m doing drama all kinds of wrong.
I know, it’s just fucking tv. See, I invite myself to these “logic” parties with tv plots and characters all of the time, like, I’m all annoyed that they try to do anything remotely outside of what could be considered realistic. I mean, hello, those girls were seniors in high school for three and a half seasons. Though, when you think about it, for the amount of times they skipped classes due to being arrested, institutionalized, kidnapped and run over by cars, it’s not that unrealistic.
So, for those of you who do not watch Pretty Little Liars (what IS your damage?) the second half of season 6 premiered on January 11th on Netflix (or if you live in America on Freeform — previously known as ABC Family). The current season picked up five years after the finale of the first half of season 6, when the liars finally learned who had been stalking them since season 1. Now, five years later, the girls have all been summoned back to Rosewood. Of course, (with the exception of one Liar), they all have schmoozey jobs and disposable income at the age of 23. When I was 23, I made $28,000 a year and lived in an illegal apartment in NY with my 37-year-old alcoholic ex-boyfriend.
Still, I can’t stop watching this show. It’s completely addicting. Maybe what I really enjoy is, the concept that the hot girls from high school are never able to escape their drama. I mean, come on, we secretly all used to hope that the beautiful girls from high school would age horribly and become functioning alcoholics. I guess we’ll just have to settle for them being stalked on their iPhones instead. Meh.
Also, I’m a proud 35 year old fan of PLL. I legit follow Shay, Troian, Ashley, and Lucy on Instagram. Spencer is my fave.
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