I had to unfollow a long while ago. Once the sneaky ads started that was the end for me. She’s better at disclosure now but the fact that she tried to conceal them initially wound me up. She’s too 50s housewife for me, with her pride in “dressing” the table, the trays of drinks for dinner parties and the deference to her “hubby”. The 40th party with the masks made my toes curl and the fact that they are minted but still getting brands to furnish their second home in Cornwall with furniture and log burners made me feel an unhealthy sense of rage for how Instagram rewards the already entitled. I found myself hate watching which isn’t a good place for either of us. I loved her feed to start with when it was just about her build but now it has been monetised it has lost all appeal.