" I am a cook professional and I know a thing or two about spoons"
Too early?
ETA Its tat! Jack's screaming and swooning and whatever else over cheap crappy tat!
I could literally lay my hands on all that and more tomorrow and pay about £20.
And Jack's decluttering! In what way is any of this a triumph?!
Make it make sense.
For some reason this makes me feel a bit sad, sometimes I feel sorry for her, her behaviour is so desperate, she's obviously clearly unfulfilled and lacking something in her life.
I'm in no doubt she's brought it on herself by being such a tricksy person to be around but I am a softy deep down, I can just imagine her deflating today (lights off again) after Puffing up with the ridonculous spoons chaos.
She's been publicly called out in a pointless lie, and her big reveals of the overpriced treasures has been tarnished by squigs bringing up negatives such as stolen goods and tetanus
I don't want to feel sorry for her because it spoils my entertainment but it's a bit sad.
I'm a sucker for an underdog and this plus the make up chaos, the dyeing chaos and the rest, all feels like someone who is floundering.
She's lost her places in the celeb world, she's been outsmarted publicly so many times, she's been outdone by much better frugal chefs with better public appeal.
She's now predominantly a twitter ranter and apart from the dial-a-fish crew, nobody wants her back for a second try.
If she ever had imposter syndrome she'd be feeling like a self fulfilled prophecy right about now
She doesn't have it in her to just be genuinely happy or at peace.
the only way she seems to be happy is when people tell her how amazing she is, so she keeps finding more bizarre & tedious ways to get the likes, retweets and comments.
I'm struggling to find the right words so please ignore if I don't make sense, but I think we've discussed it before, all these looks, hairstyles, clothing erratica, veering wildly between labour and the Tories, trying to make herself fit, She's no longer the pov darling of the chattering classes & she's a crap recovery spokeswoman.
it feels to me like she's an empty vessel, sort of like a Black Mirror chameleon, or something from tales of the unexpected: the chameleon in the bits in between changing colour, completely devoid of any colour until she finds her next surface to land on
I'm on one now
but years ago when people first started talking about narcissistic personality disorder I had a partner who displayed lots of the traits and rather than just moving on and forgetting about him I threw myself into trying to understand that type of personality.
lots of reading suggests it comes from a very deep place, normally a childhood wound, whether real or imagined, causes some disconnect from themselves, like dissociation and they create a new persona to hide the dark emptiness inside so they become a mask.
Obviously for whatever reason she resented the foster children at home, maybe they had a lot of difficulties due to their backgrounds and she felt like they were stealing the attention she should have had.
maybe she was always awkward socially, I can imagine her at school as being precocious and a know all, shouting out the answers and telling tales.
I guess she was a bit of a square with all the Sunday school stuff, never learned how to fit in properly so has spent a lifetime trying to mimic and mirror how she thinks she should behave to appear less vapid and to get the attention she craves.
she behaves like a child and for kids any attention is better than none at all, so if that means being naughty or faking illness or telling lies to get noticed then so be it (that'll do)
I can imagine her inner child champing at the bit to try and get the next fix of attention and adulation and I can imagine her drunk behaviour, especially in relationships will be bitter and angry cos things haven't gone the way she planned.
The days when the lights are off are the days when her subconscious pops up to remind her she might actually just be unremarkable (all conjecture of course!).
