Elle Belle
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I watched. In its entirety. I took one for the team given I fucked up the title thread. It was painful.
- So her being the best white person to black people is done now. A brief tokenism on how she’s planning to do better. Her eyes are wide open to it now. Just not her pockets though. Even Vic is donating her Adsense from yesterday’s vlog. Lydia? Of course not.
- Opening credits of her in her gym-wear. Not surprising. It was a 50/50 call of this or linen. I wonder if linen gym-wear is a thing?
- She repeatedly lisps her ‘sproutlings have sprung’ in a Scottish accent. You’re not Scottish Lydia. I know you share similar resemblances with Braveheart - man features, facial hair and so on. But no, still not Scottish.
- Her miniature herbs, that will feed her for the next 8 weeks (she needs to remain dedicated to having them size 4’s taken in after all) are going from their ‘training potties’ to their ‘big potties’. Such a grown-ass girl boss Lydia.
- She attempted to clone Josie’s love of gardening. She left all the weeds for Ali to clear up though. This is despite him working on her Glóby promo all the day before. She didn’t interrupt him during this like she normally does. Not once. Obviously. Her content is far more important than his own.
- She highlighted this bed is not hit by the irrigation system. So Ali has to get the ‘big dog’ out. Don’t mistake this for sexy talk. She was referring to the watering can.
- The flower she painstakingly spent 7 hours planting is the wrong flower. It’s not English lavender as she thought. Real first world problems right here Lydia. She’s obviously forgotten we’re in the middle of an international health pandemic and anti-racism movement. She’s going to see what unfolds. Oh the suspense. I can’t take it.
- She’s advertising a flower app for £20 per year. It didn’t break the bank. That’s because this is the only thing she’s purchased herself all year. Oh and grapefruit crisps. Sorry, my bad.
- She sees a ‘robin on the wally’. She’s surprised as she thought robins only come out on Christmas Day. No that’s just you Lydia who spends 364 days a year inside. All about the hermit life.
- She actually confuses saying she needs to get herself showered with actual showering. I’ll help a girl out. You need to turn the water on Lydia. Or at least lie under said garden irrigation system.
- She needs to wash her greasy hair. She’s surprised. She only washed it 48 hours ago. This is what the heat and running does you know. Girl, I’ve got your back. I have long thick hair too. But I also have shampoo. There’s even a shampoo advert in her vlog. The irony.
- They eat gifted canapés. Lydia is ever so proud of her newly found chef skills. Reheating in the microwave is obviously very strenuous. Said canapés also have more balls than Ali could ever dream of.
- ‘Balsam’. Ali says proudly again. I say fuck the what??!
- 87 mentions of PMT. Give us a break Lydia. Give yourself a break Lydia. Have a baby. Have two. No PMT for a while. MILF alert. No, don’t get your hopes up of ‘sexy’ Lydia. Mother In Linen Frumpiness.
- ‘Scrumpadump’ (her 93rd pet name for Lumi, not cute) meows in her face when she’s let back in. She thinks Lumi is saying ‘mummy I’m home’. She’s not. She’s saying ‘mummy you hoe’.
- Making her bed ‘is such a huge part of her day’. It’s important she does that. She has a TikTok video on this. You know if any of you are struggling with insomnia, I’d politely signpost you to this video. Only if absolutely necessary though. And proceed with caution.
- She likes to spray her white linen bedsheets with Jo Malone room spray. This saves her washing said bedsheets for another 41 weeks. Her favourite lavender fabric condition is expensive you know. And we’re also in a recession.
- She had a devastating break up with her ex boyfriend. She just can’t recall his name for the life of her. Toby. Tony. By Terry. Something like that. Really devastating then. Her dad, you know the fuck and run one, gave her some important life advice. You can only control what you do. This is why Lydia does very little. Less chance of fucking up. She has such damsel syndrome. Daddy issues obviously. Or just laziness. Yeah that.
- She didn’t go for a run for 5 days. Not because BLM moved her. But because ‘the weather wasn’t it’. I’m swiftly removing her self-proclaimed ‘avid runner’ status now. Don’t try and stop me Lydia. You’ll lose. I can run faster than you. Especially in the rain.
- Another fresh layer of fake tan to make her feel like her. No mention of her Glóby relaunch though. Glóby has no game.
- Lumi’s back. Yay. Lydia calls her ‘thumper’. I think you might have the wrong ‘aminal’ there hun.
- Lumi repeatedly paws at the Domino’s cookies. Next Lydia acknowledges Lumi’s cat breath. Very hygienic. Said Dominio’s is also not gluten-free. She’s going to have a ‘gluten-tummy’. Her white toilet bowl is no longer white. Or usable. Another bathroom down.
- She’s going to organise all her beauty stuff. Including the ‘stockpiles’, you know the ones she didn’t give away to the NHS workers. See you in 5 years then Lydia. Maybe never.
- She has lots to show us. She’s planning her next room. She carries a tape measure with her at all times for when she’s online shopping. It’ll come in handy for measuring her real height I suppose. Nope still 5ft 5”. Maybe tomorrow then.
- She just loves her living room. Version #873. It’s all thanks to Steven...’what’s his surname again??’ She can’t pronounce it. So she’ll just call him...’Steve’. Nice to see that university education paid off Lydia.
- Her decor is a working progress (aka never-ending stream of affiliate links). She’s parked the bedroom for now. You know because no-one’s gifted her a free bed yet. She’s not going to force it. Only so much begging one can do before it gets a bit desperate. Well more desperate. It’s not going to happen Lydia. It’s like shooting pool with rope. But when she’s allowed out again she’s going straight to the antique shops. This is the only draw back of lockdown ending.
- She just loves her paloma cushions. ‘It just draws in the blacks’. She actually said that. White heart level appropriateness again.
- She shows us her new favourite Aerin fragrance. She’s obsessed. Obviously along with her other Aerin ‘all time faves’ fragrances. Nothing to do with being an ambassador and they pay you to be ‘obsessed’ then Lydia?! Nothing at all.
- She’s putting on a pretty dress to do a bit of organising today. Stepford wife style. Thank you for setting the feminist plight back by about 7 decades.
- She uses her linen pinny so much, it has shit all over it. Never heard of a washing machine Lydia? I’ll give you a clue. It spins and it’s next to the kitchen.
- She literally orgasms over Ali out in the rain. That’s about as wet as it gets in the bungalow.
- She’s on the hunt for leather-bound editions of the books she loved as a child. She might even read them as an adult. Probably not. Her all time particular favourite is Thumberlina. She can relate to Thumberlina’s shawty issues.
I’m done. She causes me to consume wine on a school night. Watch at your own peril...
- So her being the best white person to black people is done now. A brief tokenism on how she’s planning to do better. Her eyes are wide open to it now. Just not her pockets though. Even Vic is donating her Adsense from yesterday’s vlog. Lydia? Of course not.
- Opening credits of her in her gym-wear. Not surprising. It was a 50/50 call of this or linen. I wonder if linen gym-wear is a thing?
- She repeatedly lisps her ‘sproutlings have sprung’ in a Scottish accent. You’re not Scottish Lydia. I know you share similar resemblances with Braveheart - man features, facial hair and so on. But no, still not Scottish.
- Her miniature herbs, that will feed her for the next 8 weeks (she needs to remain dedicated to having them size 4’s taken in after all) are going from their ‘training potties’ to their ‘big potties’. Such a grown-ass girl boss Lydia.
- She attempted to clone Josie’s love of gardening. She left all the weeds for Ali to clear up though. This is despite him working on her Glóby promo all the day before. She didn’t interrupt him during this like she normally does. Not once. Obviously. Her content is far more important than his own.
- She highlighted this bed is not hit by the irrigation system. So Ali has to get the ‘big dog’ out. Don’t mistake this for sexy talk. She was referring to the watering can.
- The flower she painstakingly spent 7 hours planting is the wrong flower. It’s not English lavender as she thought. Real first world problems right here Lydia. She’s obviously forgotten we’re in the middle of an international health pandemic and anti-racism movement. She’s going to see what unfolds. Oh the suspense. I can’t take it.
- She’s advertising a flower app for £20 per year. It didn’t break the bank. That’s because this is the only thing she’s purchased herself all year. Oh and grapefruit crisps. Sorry, my bad.
- She sees a ‘robin on the wally’. She’s surprised as she thought robins only come out on Christmas Day. No that’s just you Lydia who spends 364 days a year inside. All about the hermit life.
- She actually confuses saying she needs to get herself showered with actual showering. I’ll help a girl out. You need to turn the water on Lydia. Or at least lie under said garden irrigation system.
- She needs to wash her greasy hair. She’s surprised. She only washed it 48 hours ago. This is what the heat and running does you know. Girl, I’ve got your back. I have long thick hair too. But I also have shampoo. There’s even a shampoo advert in her vlog. The irony.
- They eat gifted canapés. Lydia is ever so proud of her newly found chef skills. Reheating in the microwave is obviously very strenuous. Said canapés also have more balls than Ali could ever dream of.
- ‘Balsam’. Ali says proudly again. I say fuck the what??!
- 87 mentions of PMT. Give us a break Lydia. Give yourself a break Lydia. Have a baby. Have two. No PMT for a while. MILF alert. No, don’t get your hopes up of ‘sexy’ Lydia. Mother In Linen Frumpiness.
- ‘Scrumpadump’ (her 93rd pet name for Lumi, not cute) meows in her face when she’s let back in. She thinks Lumi is saying ‘mummy I’m home’. She’s not. She’s saying ‘mummy you hoe’.
- Making her bed ‘is such a huge part of her day’. It’s important she does that. She has a TikTok video on this. You know if any of you are struggling with insomnia, I’d politely signpost you to this video. Only if absolutely necessary though. And proceed with caution.
- She likes to spray her white linen bedsheets with Jo Malone room spray. This saves her washing said bedsheets for another 41 weeks. Her favourite lavender fabric condition is expensive you know. And we’re also in a recession.
- She had a devastating break up with her ex boyfriend. She just can’t recall his name for the life of her. Toby. Tony. By Terry. Something like that. Really devastating then. Her dad, you know the fuck and run one, gave her some important life advice. You can only control what you do. This is why Lydia does very little. Less chance of fucking up. She has such damsel syndrome. Daddy issues obviously. Or just laziness. Yeah that.
- She didn’t go for a run for 5 days. Not because BLM moved her. But because ‘the weather wasn’t it’. I’m swiftly removing her self-proclaimed ‘avid runner’ status now. Don’t try and stop me Lydia. You’ll lose. I can run faster than you. Especially in the rain.
- Another fresh layer of fake tan to make her feel like her. No mention of her Glóby relaunch though. Glóby has no game.
- Lumi’s back. Yay. Lydia calls her ‘thumper’. I think you might have the wrong ‘aminal’ there hun.
- Lumi repeatedly paws at the Domino’s cookies. Next Lydia acknowledges Lumi’s cat breath. Very hygienic. Said Dominio’s is also not gluten-free. She’s going to have a ‘gluten-tummy’. Her white toilet bowl is no longer white. Or usable. Another bathroom down.
- She’s going to organise all her beauty stuff. Including the ‘stockpiles’, you know the ones she didn’t give away to the NHS workers. See you in 5 years then Lydia. Maybe never.
- She has lots to show us. She’s planning her next room. She carries a tape measure with her at all times for when she’s online shopping. It’ll come in handy for measuring her real height I suppose. Nope still 5ft 5”. Maybe tomorrow then.
- She just loves her living room. Version #873. It’s all thanks to Steven...’what’s his surname again??’ She can’t pronounce it. So she’ll just call him...’Steve’. Nice to see that university education paid off Lydia.
- Her decor is a working progress (aka never-ending stream of affiliate links). She’s parked the bedroom for now. You know because no-one’s gifted her a free bed yet. She’s not going to force it. Only so much begging one can do before it gets a bit desperate. Well more desperate. It’s not going to happen Lydia. It’s like shooting pool with rope. But when she’s allowed out again she’s going straight to the antique shops. This is the only draw back of lockdown ending.
- She just loves her paloma cushions. ‘It just draws in the blacks’. She actually said that. White heart level appropriateness again.
- She shows us her new favourite Aerin fragrance. She’s obsessed. Obviously along with her other Aerin ‘all time faves’ fragrances. Nothing to do with being an ambassador and they pay you to be ‘obsessed’ then Lydia?! Nothing at all.
- She’s putting on a pretty dress to do a bit of organising today. Stepford wife style. Thank you for setting the feminist plight back by about 7 decades.
- She uses her linen pinny so much, it has shit all over it. Never heard of a washing machine Lydia? I’ll give you a clue. It spins and it’s next to the kitchen.
- She literally orgasms over Ali out in the rain. That’s about as wet as it gets in the bungalow.
- She’s on the hunt for leather-bound editions of the books she loved as a child. She might even read them as an adult. Probably not. Her all time particular favourite is Thumberlina. She can relate to Thumberlina’s shawty issues.
I’m done. She causes me to consume wine on a school night. Watch at your own peril...
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