"most of my Twitter feed probably think I’m a bloke anyway. It’s the name thing. And the muscles."
ok hun
![Woozy face :woozy_face: 🥴](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f974.png)
"One of the recent former Mr Jacks was a city boy"
"I didn’t quite fit into the Made In Chelsea circle of women that flitted about like glamorous bluebottles." Is this why she chooses the masculine aesthetic because she felt insecure?
"when I had £27,000 a year and £200 a month for food" but in poverty during pregnancy?
![Police car light :rotating_light: 🚨](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f6a8.png)
![Police car light :rotating_light: 🚨](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f6a8.png)
![Police car light :rotating_light: 🚨](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f6a8.png)
![Police car light :rotating_light: 🚨](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f6a8.png)
SCRAP ALL OF THE ABOVE -
Jacks dating profile is the most truthful shes ever been, except her jokes arent funny and she can't cook.
“Romantically inept firebrand left-winger seeks a 33 y/o, give or take a decade either side.
Has political-moniker cats and a silly bobble hat. Excellent cook, laughs at her own jokes (you’re advised to follow suit), likes late nights, early nights, lazy lie ins and early starts for big sea walks. Contradictory. Hilarious. Sweary when riled. Riled easily, but it blows over very quickly.
Likes red wine, pink wine, whisky, ale, high heels and higher hemlines.
Writes things. Makes things. Takes photos of things. Laid back in a slightly exhausting way.
Take her to a pub or the sea. Ply with booze so she loses the shy awkward girlish armour. And for gods sake read a newspaper or two before you turn up, or you won’t have anything to talk about.”
ok hun
![Woozy face :woozy_face: 🥴](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f974.png)
"One of the recent former Mr Jacks was a city boy"
"I didn’t quite fit into the Made In Chelsea circle of women that flitted about like glamorous bluebottles." Is this why she chooses the masculine aesthetic because she felt insecure?
"when I had £27,000 a year and £200 a month for food" but in poverty during pregnancy?
![Police car light :rotating_light: 🚨](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f6a8.png)
![Police car light :rotating_light: 🚨](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f6a8.png)
![Police car light :rotating_light: 🚨](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f6a8.png)
![Police car light :rotating_light: 🚨](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f6a8.png)
![Police car light :rotating_light: 🚨](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f6a8.png)
Jacks dating profile is the most truthful shes ever been, except her jokes arent funny and she can't cook.
“Romantically inept firebrand left-winger seeks a 33 y/o, give or take a decade either side.
Has political-moniker cats and a silly bobble hat. Excellent cook, laughs at her own jokes (you’re advised to follow suit), likes late nights, early nights, lazy lie ins and early starts for big sea walks. Contradictory. Hilarious. Sweary when riled. Riled easily, but it blows over very quickly.
Likes red wine, pink wine, whisky, ale, high heels and higher hemlines.
Writes things. Makes things. Takes photos of things. Laid back in a slightly exhausting way.
Take her to a pub or the sea. Ply with booze so she loses the shy awkward girlish armour. And for gods sake read a newspaper or two before you turn up, or you won’t have anything to talk about.”
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