Fair enough, she’s going to be on a book cover, she’s getting dolled up for it (think the ship sailed on the relatability thing a while ago
).
What will piss me off is the inevitable, can’t wait to get back to the comfies, like she’s had an ordeal today.
I’d far rather she admitted that it was bloody awesome getting pampered and pandered to all day because let’s face it, shell be loving it. Much better to just own it
(Edited because I’d originally thought she was away out for the shoot but seeing that dog bloody pawing a designer frock shows they are at home)