The Bridgerton Eight

Misplaced Etiquette That Took Us By Surprise

Friday—November 27th, 2020

What Everyone Sees But Nobody Talks About Nº378

It's the morning AFTER and what a night you've had for yourselves.

As you spend today trying to recover from your several degrees of hangovers, let me remind you of what F.U.N. you had last night, tons, and that I watched every second of it. The music was a horrible deafening sound that might've numb your other senses because more than a few of you made questionable, mildly regrettable choices. 

Should I expose all of it? Would that be too shocking? Perhaps some honorable mentions instead? 

Where was Holly Macclesfield hidding the entire party so her fioncé, the one and only Nigel Berbrooke, had to spend the night bothering innocent bystanders with his incessant babbling? There's more than one person who knows the answer to that query: her, me and whoever she was with. That's all I'm going to say on the matter. For now, I mean.

But the attendance of Lady Danbury's grandson, although marked by tragedy, has clearly lifted the spirits of a few young ladies of the tons, and perhaps some more than others. Whether he showed any interest at all might be too soon to tell, but surely there were moments Gareth St. Clair looked like he was trying to disappear through the walls and escape all the curious stares he received. Poor thing. If he thinks it's going to get better with time... he should think again.

A Bridgerton was distinctly spotted trying to escape as well but from Lady Danbury herself. Colin has marked his return to the tons by keeping himself to a tight group of people, certainly hopeful that he could avoid the presence of Holly and Nigel, but as he distastefully found out last night, Nigel Berbrooke is not to be avoided but rather... endured. Maybe Colin IS trying to fix all that bad Karma he was left with by doing a few good deeds as he was seen dancing most of the night away with Penelope Featherington which, I guess, did work in earning him some approving nods from the crowd and some 'aww isn't he sweet'. If that has been his intention all along all I can say is... well played. 

And speaking of Bridgerton...! Were my eyes deceiving me or was that Anthony Bridgerton, head of BCorp, trying to keep up with the gorgeous Mrs. Sheffield? Truthfully, Anthony danced with more than one eligible young lady last night and I guess we're just all wondering why he went home alone. Again. Was someone a little too much for him? Did he have too much to drink and ran his mouth a little? Or did he get matched up and beaten at his own little game? 

Tsk tsk... It's like I always say. Always be the smartest person in the room. And this time, Mr. Bridgerton, I'm afraid you weren't. 

And you would never forgive me if I didn't include the newest addition of the tons, the handsome, brooding, tortured soul that is one Simon Basset. I heard he mentioned no fewer than six times during the bash that he has no intention of settling down anytime soon. If that was his plan to discourage women from pursuing him, he clearly has no clue what he's doing. Mr. Not Hastings has just created a challenge to a bunch of women who don't have a single hobby other than breaking men's spirits and eating their souls for breakfast. Good job.

That said, I made the very interesting observation last night that perhaps the rest of you have missed because of the crazy amounts of alcohol going through your system: Simon Basset's half dozen antidating remarks were all uttered BEFORE he made the acquaintance of one Daphne Bridgerton, who he followed like a puppy for the rest of the night.