How is that ‘lunch’?? What a poor amount of food. All done for the gram I bet !!View attachment 104503
Guys, shes been productive but it doesnt count if she doesnt brag about it so, here you go! Why do we need to know that she has sorted their clothes? Are we meant to feel good about it? Or proud of her? I dont get it
And she’s asking if she should start her grocery hauls again! Honestly this woman!! Yes, stock is *slightly* better, but there are still so many vulnerable people unable to get delivery or click and collect slots. The ‘anything for the views’ mentality of these vloggers never fails to astound me.duck off with the bloody ad break. Oh wait I forgot you’re advertising it to us thinking that us morons will actually add it our list of essentials when we go shopping, that’s if we are lucky to get hold of milk in the first place though. So completely out of touch with life. As someone said above, I’m not interested if it’s her “wage” stop advertising stuff to us that’s completely irrelevant to us right now!
This bugs the crap out of me! The little croaky "hi everyone, I hope you're all ok." Then proceeds to talk normally.Why does she always start her stories with that depressing/woe is me/fed up type of “hi everyone” like she’s about to have a pity party
It’s in LITERALLY every vlog! she needs to get a life.More riveting content of her washing machine again today. Id never watch my own, why does she think other people want to watch hers?
I have laughed so hard at thisYes, she skips down her garden, flowy maxi skirt, no bra, droopy boobs swinging in the light breeze, bare fugly trotters, lank hair blowing in the wind, brew in hand, birds are chirping, bees are buzzing, she pads softly through the bluebells, over the troll bridge with the steam lapping at her pig’s feet & into Sainsbury’s she goes!
it’s a Waitrose dontcha know? Where would she be without her free coffee!?Yes, she skips down her garden, flowy maxi skirt, no bra, droopy boobs swinging in the light breeze, bare fugly trotters, lank hair blowing in the wind, brew in hand, birds are chirping, bees are buzzing, she pads softly through the bluebells, over the troll bridge with the steam lapping at her pig’s feet & into Sainsbury’s she goes!