How about that episode of GLOW, eh?
Proper good telly
For the past two months, I've spent nearly all my TV time watching ad executives being miserable. I love Mad Men and I've given myself a good kicking for not giving it a go sooner, but good grief is it depressing. That's why when I saw Netflix had coughed up season two of GLOW, I pounced on it like a child in desperate need of an emotionally supportive father figure god DAMN YOU DON DRAPER.
Sorry, I did say it was depressing. The Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling, meanwhile, are wonderful.
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