I am mostly locked in on terrible aughts rom-coms these days (when it’s this hot in Los Angeles, they are my only solace), but I took a welcome break this week for the Season 3 finale of The Gilded Age, everyone’s favorite show about a bunch of perfect women—including Christine Baranski, Cynthia Nixon, Denée Benton, Taissa Farmiga, Louisa Jacobson, and Audra McDonald—and some random men with extremely groomed facial hair. Below, find every thought I had about the last episode of this season of The Gilded Age:
- I love when the content warning is for “smoking and mild violence.”
- My kind of show!
- I’m very worried about George.
- (For those inexplicably reading my recap instead of watching the show for yourselves, he’s been shot.)
- Carrie Coon-Emmy-qualification time!
- Go, girl, give us everything.
- Doctors really used to just operate with clean water, ice, and towels.
- I’m glad the doctor specified clean water, TBH.
- For someone who’s been watching Grey’s Anatomy for most of my life, I’m really hating this bullet-retrieval scene.
- Actually, this doctor kind of slayed.
- Presiding over your husband’s kitchen-table surgery in a dress featuring not one, not two, but three butt bows…that’s my Carrie Coon, she’s iconic.
- Marian’s bangs are really bang-ing today!
- Albeit in different directions.
- Make young, aimless men in New York go to church again. (Or temple, or mosque, or zendo, whatever, just get them out of Nowadays.)
- Man, it’s going to be upsetting to stop hearing Cynthia Nixon toggle between Little Period Voice and Miranda Hobbes voice when And Just Like That… is over this week.
- Wow, George looks pretty good for having recently been shot!
- “I’m going back to the club.” Now that truly sounds like a Nowadays fuckboy!
- The Jewish-mother need to see Peggy marry a handsome doctor…it is strong within me.
- Peggy, no! Don’t cry!
- Now I’m crying!
- What is this jumprope around Agnes’s neck?
- Oh, it’s a lace collar.
- This lady whose name I can’t remember kind of looks like Mary Louise Parker.
- Ah, yes, the “scourge of divorce.”
- I love how much Larry’s parents ride for Marian.
- Should I make my Instagram bio “feeble debutante”?
- A cotillion of divorcees actually sounds like a really fun night out…or a description of last year’s biggest literary-fiction trend.
- Imagine being a party planner in this era. So many invitations, so many balls!
- And no access to GCal!
- Nobody really cares if you don’t go to the party, Marian.
- Words to live by!
- Aw, Agnes giving up the head of the table to Ada? I never thought I’d see the day!
- And clearly, neither did Ada.
- Talk about a legendary hat meet-up!
- I never, ever want Audra McDonald to be mad at me for any reason.
- I don’t hate the good doctor’s white pinstriped suit!
- Ball time!!!!!!!!!!
- Bertha looks good.
- Heh, this “end-of-season finery” comment feels meta.
- It is the end of Season 3, after all!
- Aw, it’s a mother-and-child reunion.
- “I’ve got a house on the Hudson, but it’s quite modest” —the absolute richest person you know.
- Aw, I just want Peggy to be happy.
- Ditto Marian.
- We love a tiny moment (okay, crumb) of romance between Bertha and George.
- Well, that’s over in a very real way.
- I do like Bertha’s fussy little ruffle collar, though, if not the state of her marriage.
- Women love to hold onto brocade sectionals while they double over crying on this show.
- Aw, Gladys is pregnant!
- Oh, The Gilded Age, I will miss you (and your various hats) so greatly. Come back onto my TV screen soon!
- Oh, slay, it’s already been renewed.
