It was solved just in time for me to indulge in a review of season one. Some of the very uncomfortable moments (RT) did not really need to be relived, the first time around was harsh enough watching while holding a boudoir pillow over half of my face. But the triumphant moments (Dancing On My Own) and hilarious moments ("Is it the scarf?") were worth enduring those bitter reminders of awkward years past. At least I hope those years are past...
What's in your baggage?
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