Rounding out a stunning streak of two entertaining episodes in a row, the Nurses’ Ball is here! Which means drama and dresses and Mutti singing her fabulous little heart out, even if the only one who truly appreciates her is fellow drama queen, Spencer.
The fashion portion of the evening was… a really mixed bag. Like, seldom have I seen so many attractive people dressed so universally not well? Especially when some of the actors looked so much better at the Emmys last week. Just let them wear their own dresses next time.
Anyway, my pick for best dressed of the night is a tie between Ellie’s elegant blue floral dress (thankfully, sans the ruffles that afflicted several less fortunate outfits) and Sam’s black-sleeved, spangly number, which so charmingly set off her two best assets:
Right there with you, Patrick.
Worst dressed is also a tie — between Hayden’s shapeless, gold mess of a dress (it kind of looked like she’d just wrapped a giant sheet around her body and then thrown on some of mommy’s over-sized jewelry?) and Sabrina’s froofy pink cupcake dress:
Michael had to look away before he went into sugar shock
Why so many flower ruffles? Is that a thing now? A terrible, terrible thing? (See also: the abomination that is the bottom of Liz’s otherwise fine dress, which actually made me gasp in horror when the camera finally panned down to capture the full, excruciating effect.)
But Liz’s fashion mistakes pale in comparison to her romantic ones, and pretty much everything about the latter was so good for me that I might have briefly ascended to a higher plane of existence while rewinding that magnificent slap over and over again, cackling madly. Basically, I needed to watch this episode with Britt and Brad. They would have understood perfectly.
This look of despair? All I’ve ever wanted.
So much to love! Like this entire speech, which so nicely encapsulated every feeling I’ve ever had about every incarnation of Liz and Ric’s relationship.
(I’m sure it’s about to become a breathtakingly ironic if she does not immediately spill the Jason secret, and–LALALALALA I CAN’T HEAR YOU LET ME JUST ENJOY THIS MOMENT.)
RIC: I know you may not believe this, but everything I did was because I love you.
ELIZABETH: Love me? Love me? This is not love. Love is about honesty! Love is about respect! You didn’t give me either of those — in fact, you took away my choice in the matter!
ELIZABETH: I remember when I believed I could see the kind soul buried underneath all of this self-doubt and obsession and insecurities. I gave you chance after chance, hoping I could find that part of you again… but it’s gone. It’s gone! Maybe? It was never even there. Maybe you were never good. At the very least, you were never good enough for me.
Possibly the only one enjoying Ric’s downfall more than me is Carly, bless her melodramatic, hate-filled heart. Say what you will about Carly on a self-righteous rant, but that 1% of the time when she’s pointed at the right target? A thing of absolute beauty.
Sam knows what I’m saying
Elsewhere: Britt reunited with Spencer, and Brad! Proposed! To Lucas! Both were kind of magical for me, as Spencer’s relationship with Britt is pretty much my favorite for both characters, and Brad and Lucas have managed to worm their way into my heart despite receiving hardly any screen time lately.
Normally I cringe at public proposals (note for future would-be Mrs. Tenillypos: DON’T DO IT) but Lucas did push him on stage for an impromptu performance, so he totally deserves a little public humiliation in turn.
The lack of reaction shot from Bobbie at the proposal did make me realize just how many vets were missing from audience. (Monica? Tracy? Felicia? Mac? Scotty?) I know the budget is tight and all, but seriously, springing for Shawn over actual hospital royalty? I’m hoping some different folks show up on Monday, is all I’m saying.
Tune in tomorrow for: Lucas’ answer, boys dancing in their skivvies, and Liz probably breaking my heart.