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 Big Little Lies 

Season Two



Mrs. Renata Klein, you give me life and you give me hope. 



I am on the last episode of Big Little Lies Season two, and I am starting to feel gloomy about it coming to an end. I began watching this show with my mom, and we managed to finish season one. However, Season two came out a year ago and I couldn't wait to watch with my mom any longer (I moved, and she needs to see it in spanish.) Being that I am under the age of 30, with no kids, and no money, I don't see how I could possibly relate to these women. My spirit stands, as it is 53 years old. Her name is Renata Klein.



In season one of BLL, Renata is the bitch you avoid at all costs. However, women like her are not easy to avoid, and will let you know THEY ARE THERE. Whether its to be nice, or rip your head off your neck. Season two on the other hand, she is here to be empowered. 



Yet the premise of this story created by Liane Moriarty, is to show you how terrible marriage can be, specifically having a husband. A husband who gambles all your self made money and leaves you practically in poverty. 



Honestly, she has been the only one with enough dignity to give him shit, not enough to leave him though. Because "that's just what we do, we stay."




At least she didn't marry the violent, rapist, wife beater. I don't think a single man phases her. Actually, she can't be bothered about people at all. She is going to do what she has got to do.




She's a fighter, and to some it rubs the wrong way. I think we have all been fighting in this world since the day we were born. If you're a woman however, it seems you have to work and fight harder for what you want, or at least make it.



Even though she is suffering the consequences of marrying a buffoon and is on the brink of losing everything she has ever worked for, she refused to give up being rich. She scratched her way up to the top, and she will do it again if she must. She will also have POLAR BEARS FOR ALL.



I am hoping for the best if there is a season three. With the pandemic hitting the world harshly, I feel like not only am I being robbed of my travels, but also the continuation of my favorite shows. 



Until then Renata Klein, keep wrecking and fucking shit up.💗




Catch Seasons one and two of Big Little Lies on HBOMAX.










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