Tara Ward watches Meghan Markle’s new lifestyle series and is held hostage by a romic arc fruit plate.
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Meghan Markle wants us to find love in the details. The new Sussex Duchery Lifestyle series with Love, Meghan premiered on Netflix earlier this month and immediately shot the top 10 of New Zealand, proving that even this Commonwealth corner also loves a detail. Each episode sees Meghan Markle inviting a guest to a special event – a children’s party (no children) or a game night (in the middle of the day) – while she shows them with hospitality. Meghan Markle loves to make people happy and she wants to show us how to make people happy too. The secret? Just make them a romic arc fruit plate.
We had Meghan Markle, the television star and Meghan Markle, the princess, and now with love, Meghan seems to be announcing the age of Meghan Markle The Tradwife. But this is not Meghan Markle in his own kitchen, because instead of using Californian house of several million dollars of Meghan and Harry, with love was filmed on a property at the end of the road. The garden is spectacular, the kitchen is immaculate and comes with thousands of pots, bowls and baskets for Meghan to give their friends. Similarly, because Meghan Markle is all about the little things.
When I started watching, these little things made me roll my eyes so hard that they almost fell from my head and got into Meghan Markle’s newly -rooted focaccia. Every moment in Meghan’s kitchen is an opportunity for joy. The burden of housework? She doesn’t live here. Instead, Meghan Markle finds so much pleasure in common that sometimes it is as if she were an alien who has just landed on Earth and is trying to become human. “What is the taste? What is the smell? What song are you playing? Is this equally inspiring? “Meghan asks us to consider, while preparing to … Cut fruits and make an arc.
While Meghan makes a semicircle of grapes and blueberries, the birds begin to sing. “I love the birds!” Meghan announces. “What a fun!” She shouts after diving donuts into the nail polish. She describes the construction of a balloon bow like “a fascinating adventure” and when her friend Mindy Kaling appears, Meghan shows her how to use a cookie cutter to turn sandwiches into stars. She is literally smelling two pieces of bread and calling -a moment. “It’s a real delight to be a current mother,” she says. Your children are nowhere to be seen.
After watching four episodes that included Meghan Markle doing tea by placing a bag of tea in the water and leaving it out for hours – on purpose – I was exhausted and confusing. I needed one of its refreshing face drops that had been plunged into lavender cold water and rolled on a platter, especially after Kaling asked why things have a better flavor on a layer plate and Meghan replied that it was because you were literally raising food. Meghan continued to reassure us that he was looking for joy and not perfection, but it was hard to look at those small tomato ladybugs arranged on a piece of Crostini cut in his bias and believing in her.
But in episode five, something happened to me. Maybe the program has improved or maybe I was completely annoyed, but I saw myself researching on Google “Hemp Hearts” and asking me what flowers I could put on ice cubes for dinners I will never have energy to play. The clean, neutral taste of the program calmed me, Meghan’s soothing voice hypnotized me. I admired how she fried bacon without ruining her white linen shirt and dreamed of how she froze her food remains in the water and handed her to the chickens. I cooked a meal that would definitely have been improved by a hint of dried flowers. I even wondered if I should buy a dehydrator.
Maybe Meghan Markle was right. Maybe the little things make it up.
In episode seven, I couldn’t look away. I was being kept hostage by a romic arc fruit plate and some supermarket blackheads. I couldn’t relate to one thing in this series, yet I started to think about what I would do with Meghan Markle if she invited me. She would probably take me to her abundant garden and show me her huge inheritance tomatoes and I told her about how this summer I took five months to cultivate four pathetic cherry tomatoes. I cache for my many inadequations and my new best friend laughed too, softly like a Californian Zephyr breeze, although a sadness in his eyes suggested a touch of disappointment.
In episode 10, I decided that after a fun day of freezing food remains, Meghan Markle would send me home with a generous basket full of vegetables that she has been harvesting all morning. The next morning, I woke up at the sunrise to find her in my garden, secretly spraying the composting composting compost with copper lid and reading individual handwritten notes aloud for each of my vegetables, making them feel valued and important so that next season I could build a beautiful harvest basket.
“If you take a little time, you will be noticed and appreciated,” Meghan Markle told me as much as to my cabbage while I vomited his gift from a pot of his home strawberry reserve. After shedding the jam of all my linen shirt, holding hands and would thank her and she would thank me and we will be friends forever. We wrote “Bready or not” on my own pantry and then I would remember it, “We are not looking for perfection, we are looking for joy.”
Obviously, there would be birds’ corner.
With love, Meghan conveys on Netflix. Birdsong is everywhere.
