It’s Olivia
Shocked and shaken.It’s Olivia
It wouldn’t surprise me if she did - she dresses up to go and sit in the living room with her Mum to have her tea, handbag and all she’s so sad!!Did she really go for a scan dressed like that?
Can you imagine what she’s going to wear for the birthDid she really go for a scan dressed like that?
Something to match the prop box of Moet she'll be taking with her.Can you imagine what she’s going to wear for the birth
It will be something gifted and tight she can show off her boobs!Can you imagine what she’s going to wear for the birth
I wanna make a joke about the birth announcement spread on her living room table including her placenta but when is it too far? 🥲Can you imagine what she’s going to wear for the birth
She looks ridiculous, who the duck has the time and energy to dress up like she does at nearly 7 months pregnant apparently suffering from fibromyalgia as well and tottering around a bloody park in heelsShe looks so overly tarted up every time she goes out, it’s like she’s playing dress up from her mum’s wardrobe.
I usually only read this thread and don’t say anything, but I just had to reply to this. I’m not defending everything she does at all, but this stung a bit, only because as someone who is sick and disabled myself, I know what it’s like to be judged just on what people see. I’m on disability, and my mum is my carer. I mostly only post the good parts, and so it looks like I’m mostly fine, but they’re just snapshots, and I’m really not. I like looking nice when I can manage it, I like being able to feel and look “normal” for once and join in as much as I can. I always pay for it after. My stories might show me having a good time, but they don’t show the pain, the insomnia, the dizziness, the nausea, or the fatigue, or the medication I’ve had to take just to make it out. They don’t show the before and after. So please don’t judge people on that. What we wear, what we look like, has no bearing on how we feel. It takes me an hour just to do simple make-up, because I have to rest as I go. But I like doing it. Those moments don’t mean we’re fine, or can suddenly work a 9-5 just because we go out for a couple of hours, or because we sit and mix some ingredients together or decorate a cake. It doesn’t work like that. Honestly, it’s horrible to be told you’re faking it when you’re not, just because you look ok. The curse of the invisible illness/disability. (I have fibro like Lauren, but along with several other conditions, unfortunately, although I know fibro on its own can be bad enough).I almost guarantee she claims disability allowance and her mum will probably claim carers allowance.
I feel like whenever anyone brings up Lauren’s “disability” though (as I don’t follow her and haven’t for years, I’m not sure how bad it’s supposed to be), they’re more than likely pointing out the fact that if it does indeed make her as sick as you personally get when you dress up etc. then it’s probably not worth it for a few false shots on the ‘gram?I usually only read this thread and don’t say anything, but I just had to reply to this. I’m not defending everything she does at all, but this stung a bit, only because as someone who is sick and disabled myself, I know what it’s like to be judged just on what people see. I’m on disability, and my mum is my carer. I mostly only post the good parts, and so it looks like I’m mostly fine, but they’re just snapshots, and I’m really not. I like looking nice when I can manage it, I like being able to feel and look “normal” for once and join in as much as I can. I always pay for it after. My stories might show me having a good time, but they don’t show the pain, the insomnia, the dizziness, the nausea, or the fatigue, or the medication I’ve had to take just to make it out. They don’t show the before and after. So please don’t judge people on that. What we wear, what we look like, has no bearing on how we feel. It takes me an hour just to do simple make-up, because I have to rest as I go. But I like doing it. Those moments don’t mean we’re fine, or can suddenly work a 9-5 just because we go out for a couple of hours, or because we sit and mix some ingredients together or decorate a cake. It doesn’t work like that. Honestly, it’s horrible to be told you’re faking it when you’re not, just because you look ok. The curse of the invisible illness/disability. (I have fibro like Lauren, but along with several other conditions, unfortunately, although I know fibro on its own can be bad enough).
Also, as an aside, I think she makes some money from ads. She’s got enough followers that (some, not all) companies are probably paying her to show their products.
It’s not just for the “gram” though. Yeah, I put some of my pics on Instagram, but I don’t do it for that reason. Most of us don’t. And it is worth it. I know that might sound strange, especially to people who aren’t in that situation, but I don’t want to spend the rest of my life stuck at home not doing anything in my pyjamas. I like fashion. I want to wear the clothes I like. I want to feel like everyone else, just for a short while, even if I have to pay for it. I’d rather die one day knowing I’d gone out and done things a few times in my life and paid for it, rather than having done nothing while I watched everyone else live their lives. It gets really lonely, and really depressing, and you lose a lot of friends, so we do what we can, when we can.I feel like whenever anyone brings up Lauren’s “disability” though (as I don’t follow her and haven’t for years, I’m not sure how bad it’s supposed to be), they’re more than likely pointing out the fact that if it does indeed make her as sick as you personally get when you dress up etc. then it’s probably not worth it for a few false shots on the ‘gram?
No no, I meant for Lauren after all, that’s how I see it anyway. She literally dresses up to sit in the front room - girl needs a day off.It’s not just for the “gram” though. Yeah, I put some of my pics on Instagram, but I don’t do it for that reason. Most of us don’t. And it is worth it. I know that might sound strange, especially to people who aren’t in that situation, but I don’t want to spend the rest of my life stuck at home not doing anything in my pyjamas. I like fashion. I want to wear the clothes I like. I want to feel like everyone else, just for a short while, even if I have to pay for it. I’d rather die one day knowing I’d gone out and done things a few times in my life and paid for it, rather than having done nothing while I watched everyone else live their lives. It gets really lonely, and really depressing, and you lose a lot of friends, so we do what we can, when we can.
Oh I know, I was just talking from a sick person’s perspective, so it might be the same for her. We don’t know what she does away from that. I try not to think about what people I don’t know think of me just from what I postNo no, I meant for Lauren after all, that’s how I see it anyway. She literally dresses up to sit in the front room - girl needs a day off.