Venuslurker
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Off topic but I often think about that tv show she was on where she said one of her favourite snacks was a ball of mozzarella rolled in salt.
Usually when people mention tattle it’s v disingenuous so I’m made up we got an honest review!I’ve not seen Charlotte mentioned on any other threads so I’m assuming she’s referencing the comments in this one!that’s hilarious.
I’m really surprised she’s not tweeted more about Bethany’s awful earrings.
She doesn’tshe’s not an #influencer or blogger.
I loved Domestic Sluttery and wrote for them and OMG, their invoicing was very ‘third new moon of the year when waxing not waning’ vague. Biodynamic bookkeeping. All very lovely if like the person you knew mum and dad are able to step in.I knew one person who wrote for them who was a freelancer and if she didn't happen to get enough work in for that month her parents would pay her London rent for her. Which is galling when I know so many people who were in creative industries that ended up being sidetracked into 'proper jobs' as otherwise they couldn't afford to live.
“bisexual nightclubbing”I imagine she’s lost weight, because for a plus sized blogger she doesn’t half do a lot of exercise. She’s smaller now than her bisexual nightclubbing days for sure
And this is why I don't pity her if she gets shit from her peers. It would be of her own making.This post is still on her website https://archive.ph/MG6tt (archive link in case she deletes) surprised she hasnt taken it down!
Sorry but everything about this woman is embarrassing, starting with the fact she's using eblogger in 2022. The whole post is unhinged and just very badly written evidence that she's got a chip on her shoulder about never being offered the book deal that for some reason she feels she's entitled to.The 52 dates woman has written a blog post: http://www.52firstdates.com/2022/01/and-just-like-thati-stood-up-for-myself.html?m=1
Im not trying to be bitchy but why does she insist on exercising in cotton t-shirt? They always look like they’ll be so smelly and chafe her. Buy some proper sports clothing with moisture wickingView attachment 2143269
I've never seen anyone so obsessed with their own sweat. Does she have a fetish or something?
Fucking bunch of weirdos....i honestly felt so uncomfortable. And their poetry was about random shit like cheese but they were using long words that had nothingg to do with cheese, and their 'rapping'made my arsehole go inside i cringed so much!That set of topman indie boys that hover around the set of redbrick alumni is so lol, they all used to go to those awful DJ nights in that pub and pretend to be polyamorous. I had the misfortune of dating one of the boys adjacent to that set and good lord the delusions of grandeur![]()
I wonder how many of us on this thread have known the same people IRL because you're capturing the uncomfortable cringe you're regularly made to feel, it's like your first night at uni realising you're the only non posho, but just drawn out voluntarily for years after.Fucking bunch of weirdos....i honestly felt so uncomfortable. And their poetry was about random shit like cheese but they were using long words that had nothingg to do with cheese, and their 'rapping'made my arsehole go inside i cringed so much!
A cross thread frau moment, I love it!I knew you were my people, HTRIA
I feel exactly this. I'm all for safe working conditions for sex workers, and decriminalisation, and creating support networks wherever possible. No judgement on career choice.
But I just don't think I can be cool about a society where I'm supposed to think it's fiiiiiiiine that men can consume women as products and that's sound? And don't structures in which traditionally female skills (caring; teaching; nursing) earn significantly less than male skills (carpentry or whatever shit) and are valued less force women into the sex industry? And that's before we even consider trafficked women (AND CHILDREN)? And apparently that means my politics are bad?
I dunno, I despair. But you're right, people like BR will never really have to worry about that.