Alexis isn’t dead, everyone. Thank God.
But she isn’t Nicolette Sheridan, anymore. And I suppose I can’t complain. If Dynasty’s really going to lean all the way into soap camp fabulosity, a good ol’ plastic surgery recasting switcheroo is on the to-do list.
I wonder who it will be?
Ogling aside, it seems my predictions of Sofya’s superfluousness might be wrong.
And as long as her revealed hatred for Klaus this episode doesn’t transform into a weird love thing, I’m happy for her to stick around.
Ain’t nobody replacing my Camille, bitch.
The very episode after I complained about Riverdale not having enough stupid, fluffy teen stuff, and they have a party episode.
With a dance battle.
And multiple Archie shirtless scenes.