I want to, so bad, but I don’t even know where to begin. But it’s like I’m wrap up and at the same time drowning in my own thoughts and feelings and I don’t—can’t even figure out how to find light in all this chaos.
You know how you get so caught up in a show, or in a film, or a book that it just makes you feel one too many emotions all at once and you can’t seem to pick just one? You don’t know if it makes you ecstatic or proud or sad or frustrated or angry or upset or maybe a little bit of everything?
(Or maybe that’s just me???)
Yup, that’s exactly what I’m going through right now, even after days of finishing the first season of The Bold Type.
The first and only show since this that has ever made me feel these many things all at once is, believe it or not, a pre-teen show from Nickelodeon called As Told by Ginger.
Now I’m not sure if you are at all familiar with ATBG or have binged-watched it as many times as I have (give or take a thousand—no kidding) but—and here’s a little bit of a back story—it’s actually the reason why I got into keeping a journal/diary and eventually, the blogging world.
That is how much the world of Ginger influenced a huge chunk of my adolescent life and I’m beyond grateful for its existence. But let’s save that for a different post.
So, this show—The Bold Type. This show took me back to places I never thought I would be in again. That place where I could be frustrated but at the same time dream about what I want to achieve and what I could be in the future. That place where I know exactly where I am but still figuring out where I want to go or how I could get there. That place where I can take a glimpse at a bigger picture, a bigger world but at the same time be appreciative for the little box that I am currently in.
That place… that place where it’s basically about every single thing and every single emotion that there could possibly be.
The Bold Type is not Sex and the City or Friends or How I Met Your Mother, although they do have one thing in common—the great New York City. This show is not just about the latest fashion trends or the struggles of being in a “friends with benefits” relationship or one-night stands or breakups and finding a new fling or finding “the one” or figuring out your career or how you could get that kickass dream job of yours.
No, it’s a lot more than just those.
The Bold Type talked about (and I mean really talked about and not just brushed off on the topic and made it a guessing game for the viewers thinking if that’s what they’re really getting at or not) issues and current events and what 👏🏽 is 👏🏽 actually 👏🏽going 👏🏽 on 👏🏽 in 👏🏽 our 👏🏽 world 👏🏽 today!
The Bold Type talked about cyberbullying, racism, the struggles of being an immigrant of color in a pre-dominantly white nation, feminism, sexuality, women empowerment, gender stereotypes, victim-blaming (when it comes to sexual assaults and rape cases), oppression in women, AND A WHOLE LOT MORE.
And mind you, that’s just the first season, folks.
Along with all those heavy topics (that do need to be discussed, btw), we get to see and be part of the world of three best friends —Kat, Jane, and Sutton—who, the same as any person out there, struggle with their lives, finances, careers, sex and love lives, personal issues, et cetera.
We get to witness a unique but amazing friendship between these three women who would go hell and beyond for each other (don’t we all wish we have at least one person who could do that for us?). We get to witness their love for each other and how they empower and push and motivate one another.
We get to witness them fail and get back up, fall in love and get their hearts broken, show fear and conquer them. We get to witness them be just like us who worry about what outfit to wear for that date or if we should go for that job or not because fuck adulting and fuck those bills.
The Bold Type brought to the surface so many of my inner frustrations and struggles like how I’ve always wanted to live in New York and be a writer (and the great NYC is where they are based and one of them, Jane, is a writer). I’ve always wanted to have the kind of friends that they have (the kind that will pull out a yoni egg—whatever that is—that got stuck in the other’s vagina—imagine that!). I’ve always wanted to experience the world beyond the 7,000+ islands of this country.
And I’ve always wanted to ride the infamous New York subways.
The Bold Type is everything that I want and so much more. And I don’t think I need to say this but you better fucking watch this god-sent, I swear you would not regret it.