Better late than never: what Bridgerton taught me about falling for Jane Austen all over again
Pop culture · Period drama · 7 min read I binged four seasons in a weekend (and I don’t know why it took me so long to enjoy the Bridgerton world). Now, I am obsessed! Then I immediately started rewatching the 1995 Pride and Prejudice – one of my favourite period dramas. Here’s what happened. Let me be honest with you. I resisted Bridgerton for a long time. The pastel gowns, the Phoebe Bridgers string arrangements of Taylor Swift songs, the sheer audacity of it all — I told myself it wasn’t for me. Then, a long weekend, with not much to do, and a rather empty queue later, I pressed play. I did not stop. OH MY! By episode three of season one, I was emotionally invested in a Duke I’d known for forty-five minutes. By episode six, I was pausing to look up the historical accuracy of diamond tiaras. By the time the credits rolled on the finale, I had already opened another tab to order the Regency romance novel it’s based on. This is not a measured response to a tel...