I watched Meghan Markle's Netflix series from beginning to end, so you don’t have to. I didn’t go into it with any strong opinions about her, but after finishing the episodes, I was left with some unexpected impressions.
To be honest, the whole experience felt a little off—almost like walking into the wrong house. That strange feeling you get when you realize you’re somewhere you’re not quite supposed to be? That’s exactly how it felt watching the show. It was as if I had stepped into Meghan’s personal space uninvited, and while she wasn’t openly dismissive, the discomfort was unmistakable. It seemed like she wanted the audience to stay, but wasn’t fully prepared to embrace us.
One segment stood out—Meghan making homemade dog biscuits. The ingredients were simple: peanut butter, honey, water, and sugar snap peas. On paper, it’s a wholesome, casual moment. But in execution, it felt more like a home video from a niche hobbyist than a segment in a high-profile documentary. The simplicity was a bit jarring coming from someone with such a significant platform. Then there was this oddly surreal part where she mixed peanut butter and pretzels in a way that made me pause and wonder, “Is this really what we’re watching?” It felt like I was just observing someone transfer snacks between containers, without any real direction or depth. It begged the question—is this really what her version of celebrity content looks like?
Another curious moment came when Meghan demonstrated what to do with an excess of citrus—specifically blood oranges. Her suggestion? Dehydrate them and give them as gifts. It's the kind of quaint idea that only works if you happen to live on a farm or in a lifestyle magazine. Realistically, how many people are actually gifting dried blood oranges to their friends? It came across more as an effort to project earthiness than a practical life tip. And that’s where the show kept losing me. The attempts to seem down-to-earth didn’t feel natural—they felt staged.
Then there was the party scene, which should have been a highlight. Meghan served homemade snacks like peas and fresh basil from her garden. Now, I’m all for healthy living, but let’s be honest: if I attend a party thrown by someone with Meghan’s level of influence, I expect more than a handful of peas. Something indulgent, something memorable—maybe even a Butterfinger in a party favor bag. Instead, it felt like an overly curated garden gathering meant to reinforce the idea that Meghan is just like the rest of us. But that message didn’t quite land.
That’s the real issue here. The show seems determined to present Meghan as relatable, but it’s too heavy-handed. The focus on mundane activities—like making dog treats or drying citrus—feels more like an orchestrated campaign than a window into her genuine life or beliefs. Instead of offering insights into who she is or what drives her, the series leans into a carefully crafted version of authenticity that doesn’t quite ring true.
In the end, the series falls short of being genuinely engaging or meaningful. It plays more like a drawn-out advertisement for Meghan’s personal brand—one rooted in humility and accessibility, but lacking real substance. Whether you support Meghan or not, we can probably all agree that there’s only so much peanut butter and garden basil an audience can take. That's my take—let me know what you think in the comments, and don’t forget to like, share, and subscribe for more breakdowns of what’s worth your time—and what’s not.
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