Lifestyle as Spectacle in With Love, Meghan

I watched the first episode of With Love, Meghan and I can’t stay silent. Because Meghan Markle has carefully crafted herself into a pop culture character. Literally.
She whispers to bees, makes bath salts with ribbons, arranges bedside flower bouquets, and hand-pours her own candles. It’s not a life—it’s a Pinterest lifestyle slipping into absurdist kitchen theatre.

Cooking is its own thriller. Everything is made exclusively in Le Creuset (sponsorship or lifestyle choice?). Meghan looks like she’s holding a knife for the first time—confirmed by the chefs lurking in the background. This isn’t the chaotic charm of someone like Julia Child or even Julia Vysotskaya, who could casually set her entire studio on fire. This is more like Teletubbies got into some illicit substances before filming.

Then come the friends, and Meghan gives them The Duchess’s Guide to Domestic Bliss. Here’s “friend” Daniel, a man of forbidden orientation in Russia, who has apparently arrived genuinely eager to learn how to make candles and pasta. Meanwhile, let’s play a drinking game—take a shot every time Meghan says Suits.

Then there’s the caring segment: Meghan makes Daniel tea with honey, lemon, ginger, and… pepper. Small issue—he’s allergic. The peanut butter dog biscuits were also a moment.

Is there humor? Sure. Comparing pasta to Beyoncé’s Cozy (because… it’s also cozy). Referring to bees as busy bees.

Do we believe this show? About as much as we believe Meghan didn’t know who Prince Harry was before their first date. And no, I refuse to believe that any mentally stable adult genuinely wants to spend their free time making candles as a social activity.

Final verdict: This is a hate-watch, but deep down, it’s pure envy. I, too, want this lifestyle. Or at least a sleepover at her house, where she makes me a bath, truffle popcorn, and an allergenic tea with a view of California. Preferably, while Netflix pays me millions for the experience.