Just popping
@Elle Belle latest vlog summary on here from the previous thread because it's brilliant!
Vlog Thursday 22nd October
- She's in her dressing gown and acknowledges she's a pale egg head, the eggiest of them all. What's the difference between Lydia and an egg? An egg gets laid.
- It's the day after she's painted the raised veg beds. She can't move. But the hard work doesn't stop here apparently. Spoiler - it frickin never started. She's having a big brutal clear out of all her clothes. The workwear will be going to charity. What workwear Lydia? You do no work that requires workwear. You talk so much
tit, I wouldn't know whether to offer you a breath mint or toilet paper.
- She's not tanned all week as she's been doing so much manual labour. At least you didn't smell like you wiped back to front for a week, but did your brain take a laxative because that is a lot of
tit coming out of your mouth?
- She's vexed because one pillar on the gates doesn't have a cap. She fangs the workmen will never come back to fix it. No really, it’s adorable when you blame everyone but yourself.
- She doesn't know how people sit at dinner parties with loud music. She needs high quality sound. Cue plug for speakers. She says everything she does in her life is to keep her calm. Probably not best to read my posts then Lydia.
Your birth certificate is literally an apology letter from the condom factory.
- She's had a change of heart, today is going to be a self-care day. Standard. She's wearing her life quote jumper. She's going to organise her dressing room, looking for things to sell. Depop Dee is going to help her. Cecilia is long gone. She's got skincare on and she states you've got your mole again. Your parents may have told you that you could be anything you wanted, but a mole wasn't what they meant. Or a douchebag.
- She's going for a manicure and pedicure. She highlights her followers have been saying her nails are the best they've ever looked so she told Nina, her new nail girl this. Look away now Alex. The actual shade.
- She's now like Aliiii what did you promise me? He replies the raised beds to be finished by weekend. She scolds and is that going to happen Ali? He blames her for not ordering enough 'pete' free soil. She says to him she forgives him, but to now get his bum in bed. People like you Lydia are the reason why God doesn't speak to us anymore.
- She's now asking for suggestions about what to grow in the next few months. She fangs she just wants suggestions not lectures. Now I'm not saying I hate you Lydia, but I'd probably turn your life support off to charge my phone.
- She promises tomorrow she'll be all glam for her shoot with Boodles. She literally does the hand under the chin pose several times likes she's on crack. Watch it for the lols, you'll thank me. She says you'll be like mole who, moley mole who, we love a favourite slothy mole. Her cringe game is strong. She promises this will become beautiful whilst practically heatbutting her boatrace in the lens. Since narcissistic is too big a word for you Lydia, how about asshole?
- She lisps Cawwee got asked for her phone number by the taxi driver. She didn't. Jealousy is what makes a
witch talk.
- She shades that Ali didn't finish off painting the beds. She says she can turn one into a hot tub or swimming pool. Literally. Ali was late for their couples' night out (with Cawwee and frwwend, Depop Dee and Depop Husband) in London, but he was working in the garden so she kind of understands. There is not a sponge in the world that can rival your self-absorption Lydia.
- She accidentally left the shoot and went on a night out then home with one of the diamond jewellery pieces. Who thinks she did on purpose in the hope that they would just tell her to keep it?
I wonder if you can taste the bullshit that keeps coming out of your mouth Lydia?
- She's moaning that Soho was packed with people so no wonder London is going back into lockdown. Ermm including you then. Idiot!
- She didn't have any food on the train so she basically made Ali go and get her some hoola hoops so they all got separated. Then Ali forgot to get HER suitcase out of the taxi. I'll repeat that. LYDIA'S SUITCASE. She then goes and we all remember what happened on the Laura Mercier trip. I’m going to need you to turn down your psycho for just a bit Lydia or I won't be able to continue watching your vlogs.
- She's going to be planting the cauliflowers in one of the the raised beds. There's three cauliflowers in total. Three, let that sink in. I know nothing about gardening, legit in Lydia's camp with this one, but surely all the dirt and grime from digging the foundations and assembling the greenhouse are going to ruin any veg planted in the beds? But, you’re right Lydia, do it the dumbest way possible because you know everything right?
- She's going to be doing more baking and researching gardening if they go back into lockdown. What would you actually do if Buckinghamshire went into lockdown but Northamptonshire didn't Lydia? Oh the first world problem of bullshitting what county you actually live in.
- She highlights she's not a Dr of any shape or form but a lot of you have messaged her about how helpful she is in these times. Who? We’re all refreshed and challenged by that one person's, likely Depop Dee's, unique point of view.
- Lumi walks her ass all over the crumble ingredients she's baking to take to Josie and Charlie's. She says do you need some mummy love Lumi?
She brags she spent over £100 in Waitrose. She lisp sings, yes lisp sings, you are so beautiful to me to Lumi. She's nervous but says she's quietly confident twice in baking the crumble. Not so quietly then. Ali's bringing back a take-out. These
tit beds are getting really awkward now
Community guidelines
Bees
Greenhouse order
House facelift, porch and The Bungalow nameplate
GHD winner
Outdoor kitchen
En suite bathroom plans
Cinema room
Dressing room faults addressed
New dressing room for Ali
New office (former playroom/dining room/whisky room)
Globy update
i love youuu all, especially Girls who do the poems 
im new here so i háve a lot to catch up on 
from the person with the WORST sense of style! Lol. Josie wants to come over and spray paint them gold I’m sure! 
