Well, we made it through twelve episodes of And Just Like That’s third and (allegedly) final season.1 Congratulations! We all deserve to have Duncan Reeves come to our doors to gush over how amazing we are for achieving something so mundane.

That said, I’ll miss it somehow. The inanity. The necklaces that could kill people with a good, hard swing. The husks of these once beloved characters masquerading as human beings in printed outerwear.

This show succeeded, ratings-wise, in spite of itself because there is so little in this genre that scratches the particular itch this type of show does. Instead of moving on to the next light-hearted fashion-y show, we are left to look at photos of Anne Hathaway and Emily Blunt crossing the street during the Devil Wears Prada 2 shoot. Maybe that movie will have both interesting-enough fashion and more depth than a middle-class bathtub.

And Just Like That’s series finale felt impressively pointless, managing to include a surprising number of scenes no one wanted to see!