I know. I’ve actually cracked open a peroni and I’m crying. Singing Jack is my favourite. What is she THINKING? Has she lost her mind?OK I caved.
The forced attempted raspiness to "prove" the fictional laryngitis. The snarling. The moody filter. THAT LOOK TO THE CAMERA AT THE END.
I will die on this hill, this is peak Monroe Cringe. Nothing she does from now on can surpass this.
Surely this has to be something like she met Pete Waterman at Google and he said he can market her or something?
It’s literally beyond words and I’m praying someone has screen recorded in case she deletes