She's so sensitive, so honest and open. So disappointed in people. Incredibly sensitive.
So is it a Multiple Personality Disorder? Because the personality Lydia gives to her employee Alex, what she did to Nicky, the way she speaks to Ali and her mother, THAT person is not a delicate sensitive soul. That person is hard as nails. It's like she thinks cosplaying gentleness and weepiness will make the internet forget everything else.
Hey Lydia, good job not filming yourself manhandling your cat into the pet carrier. But I have to say, if you know your animal is distressed, shaking even, don't start shouting at yourself theatrically on film to announce to your audience that you're upset and hate yourself for crying. How about get to the vet quickly, don't film the trip, just focus on speaking quietly and getting the vet visit over with. Not EVERYTHING has to be content, if I'm perfectly honest.
Why is she showing summer looks in the middle of November??
Walks into Ali's dressing room. Ken pointedly ignores her and doesn't respond to her. FROSTY!! She says Ali has told her she's not allowed to show this room. She proceeds to show the entire room. SMH
"Even though this lady is in America, oh my goodness, her equine art is incredible." WHAT?? Does she think America doesn't have artists, horses, and crazy wealth? WTG Lydia, you just slammed a huge economic power country and underscored again how little you think of anyone that isn't quintessentially British.
witches about artists that don't advertise their prices. That you have to ask the price. Yet this is this is the asshole that bragged about her own house not being listed before buying it at full price, and who undoubtedly would love to have a private sale of her own property someday.
A note about her last vlog. She was moaning about having cooked the chutney with her ma and that it made the house smell of chutney. How cooking makes the whole house smell. Why did you remove the kitchen door, you bleeping brainless nugget??
Shills more stuff from Amazon, pajamas this time. Ends the vlog begging for chocolatey leather arm chairs for Ali's dressing room. Not a delicate simpering whimper in sight.