Can you imagine week in week out having to get yourself dolled up in a white dress, hair, make up, heels, tit tape, lay yet another table full of flowers and candles, pop some fizz, lay out Col’s super gorgeous lush little canapés, iron his shirt, get him to have a shave, wait for the perfect golden hour light, set up the tripod, place the product, take a million shots looking sideways with the perfect profile and smug grin, edit, write the caption, get it approved by the brand, and then post it. Then spend the next six hours pathetically replying “thank you darling
“ to every single comment
you get?