Mrs Hinch #27 Solar lights on with noone home, she'll probably bring out a hincharmy gnome

[Empen]

Saw someone wrote a song about Hinch. I can't write songs. So I wrote a rhyme.


She'll call you friends, she'll call you guys,
Your ears will bleed from the constant lies.
From door-knocker earrings to garden tables
She'll set you tat while she wears labels

She's pretends to be sweet and real and relatable
But if she's ever honest is really debateable.
She gets out of bed then gets out her phone
Sprays chemicals around her immaculate home

She's selling the dream, and SELLING's the word
But even her Kermit can't polish a turd!
She names all her cloths cos it makes her seem sweet
Then tidies the house that's always so neat

The products she's pushing are always in view
Whether eating her porridge or cleaning her loo
She's sly and dishonest, behind filters and hair
She's a caricature but her shoppers don't care

They copy, they follow, they love and adore her
While diluting our rivers with spring fresh zoflora
They don't mind the dangers or harm to their health
They just feed her ego, her conceit and her wealth.

She laughs at them all, she thinks it's so funny
And the tabloids won't touch her because of the money
So she carries on with her best life goals
And writes off her critics as bullies and trolls

But take heart dear tattlers, this too shall pass
She'll soon fall from grace and land on her ass.
And when we all witness the change to her luck
Will we hold back from gloating? Haha will I duck!

QUICK copyright that

 

[Flossy2019]

Let's play a game.
What film is the following line from.


Troll.....Troll....in the dungeon

Harry Potter

 

[Coco544]

Saw someone wrote a song about Hinch. I can't write songs. So I wrote a rhyme.


She'll call you friends, she'll call you guys,
Your ears will bleed from the constant lies.
From door-knocker earrings to garden tables
She'll set you tat while she wears labels

She's pretends to be sweet and real and relatable
But if she's ever honest is really debateable.
She gets out of bed then gets out her phone
Sprays chemicals around her immaculate home

She's selling the dream, and SELLING's the word
But even her Kermit can't polish a turd!
She names all her cloths cos it makes her seem sweet
Then tidies the house that's always so neat

The products she's pushing are always in view
Whether eating her porridge or cleaning her loo
She's sly and dishonest, behind filters and hair
She's a caricature but her shoppers don't care

They copy, they follow, they love and adore her
While diluting our rivers with spring fresh zoflora
They don't mind the dangers or harm to their health
They just feed her ego, her conceit and her wealth.

She laughs at them all, she thinks it's so funny
And the tabloids won't touch her because of the money
So she carries on with her best life goals
And writes off her critics as bullies and trolls

But take heart dear tattlers, this too shall pass
She'll soon fall from grace and land on her ass.
And when we all witness the change to her luck
Will we hold back from gloating? Haha will I duck!

Fantastic!

 

[Flossy2019]

First time mum. Not judging, we all do it first time. By the second and third we fit everything in a tiny handbag

But she’s not had the baby yet. I’m not judging either but I wouldn’t have thought she’d have a backpack. IS it her trying to be relatable haha

Why is she teasing with the baby stuff saying lots to reveal over the next few weeks?? I’m sorry but if her hinchers are hanging on the edges of their seats in anticipation of what she’s gonna show them they are very sad people lol

It’s hard to enjoy watching her show her baby stuff off when it’s all gifted. I found it quite stressful getting money together to get baby stuff. Whereas she just gets it handed to her. For doing what exactly

 

[Deany644]

Same. But I also think there's something about that time I take to do my make up even if it's just 5 or 10 mins, that's something i am doing for me, and when you're a mum there isn't much "me time". That little bit of me time plus the make up makes me feel a hell of a lot better, esp after 4 hours sleep lol

The power of makeup is amazing I wear it when I feel like tit or if I have not had much sleep. Alot of people use it to make themselves feel better. Although the beauty industry has a lot to answer for.

 

[imaginedragon83]

The power of makeup is amazing I wear it when I feel like tit or if I have not had much sleep. Alot of people use it to make themselves feel better. Although the beauty industry has a lot to answer for.

Yep like every industry they totally take advantage and play on those insecurities. Just like mrs hinch and the big cleaning companies play on her followers.

 

[Jyhy1110]

Saw someone wrote a song about Hinch. I can't write songs. So I wrote a rhyme.


She'll call you friends, she'll call you guys,
Your ears will bleed from the constant lies.
From door-knocker earrings to garden tables
She'll sell you tat while she wears labels

She's pretends to be sweet and real and relatable
But if she's ever honest is really debateable.
She gets out of bed then gets out her phone
Sprays chemicals around her immaculate home

She's selling the dream, and SELLING's the word
But even her Kermit can't polish a turd!
She names all her cloths cos it makes her seem sweet
Then tidies the house that's always so neat

The products she's pushing are always in view
Whether eating her porridge or cleaning her loo
She's sly and dishonest, behind filters and hair
She's a caricature but her shoppers don't care

They copy, they follow, they love and adore her
While diluting our rivers with spring fresh zoflora
They don't mind the dangers or harm to their health
They just feed her ego, her conceit and her wealth.

She laughs at them all, she thinks it's so funny
And the tabloids won't touch her because of the money
So she carries on with her best life goals
And writes off her critics as bullies and trolls

But take heart dear tattlers, this too shall pass
She'll soon fall from grace and land on her ass.
And when we all witness the change to her luck
Will we hold back from gloating? Haha will I duck!

That is amazing

 

[Flossy2019]

Has anyone noticed on her list today it says hair remover the sofa. Didn’t someone mention this yesterday

 

[Flower]

Sorry if this has been mentioned before but why’s there no cot for the baby, Moses basket in their bedroom etc.. it just seems strange they’ve not prepared at all for his arrival other than a bouncer and hospital bags.

I’ve been thinking this aswell & no mention of the pram? Probably still waiting for someone to gift her one

 

[Empen]

Has anyone noticed on her list today it says hair remover the sofa. Didn’t someone mention this yesterday

 

[raynorxo]

Saw someone wrote a song about Hinch. I can't write songs. So I wrote a rhyme.


She'll call you friends, she'll call you guys,
Your ears will bleed from the constant lies.
From door-knocker earrings to garden tables
She'll sell you tat while she wears labels

She's pretends to be sweet and real and relatable
But if she's ever honest is really debateable.
She gets out of bed then gets out her phone
Sprays chemicals around her immaculate home

She's selling the dream, and SELLING's the word
But even her Kermit can't polish a turd!
She names all her cloths cos it makes her seem sweet
Then tidies the house that's always so neat

The products she's pushing are always in view
Whether eating her porridge or cleaning her loo
She's sly and dishonest, behind filters and hair
She's a caricature but her shoppers don't care

They copy, they follow, they love and adore her
While diluting our rivers with spring fresh zoflora
They don't mind the dangers or harm to their health
They just feed her ego, her conceit and her wealth.

She laughs at them all, she thinks it's so funny
And the tabloids won't touch her because of the money
So she carries on with her best life goals
And writes off her critics as bullies and trolls

But take heart dear tattlers, this too shall pass
She'll soon fall from grace and land on her ass.
And when we all witness the change to her luck
Will we hold back from gloating? Haha will I duck!

Love love love !!! This is amazing

 

[Empen]

GET OUT OF TOWN.

Didn’t I say you’d see a video at 10pm about the girls getting home. And bbaaammmmmmmmm.

 

[imaginedragon83]

Sorry if this has been mentioned before but why’s there no cot for the baby, Moses basket in their bedroom etc.. it just seems strange they’ve not prepared at all for his arrival other than a bouncer and hospital bags.

Their bedroom doesn't even look like it will have room for a moses basket

 

[Therealist]

Ok. 1). You even treat your friend like your slave, not just your husband. And that’s funny to you? You aren’t “watering plants together” she’s doing it and you are doing f all.
2). Plants need a LOT more than that dribble in this heat or they will die, Sophie. You can’t just do it for the gram.
3) my kid? She’s not another of your possessions like you think your followers are, she’s supposedly a mate.
4) I applaud you for at least TRYING to look like you have friends, but it’s actually made you look even more unhinged and desperate.

I agree it actually sounded like she was laughing at her for doing it. I’m starting to think where she’s so sheltered & imo socially unaware, maybe she doesn’t realise how bitchy she comes across?
Not defending her I just can’t understand why she thinks that’s funny, it’s being a witch & more to the point why do all these people around her just take it!? Baffles me

 

[Dizzymichelle]

Saw someone wrote a song about Hinch. I can't write songs. So I wrote a rhyme.

I used to make and sell A4 Prints (I've stopped now). I would happily turn this into a Print and frame it for my wall. One for every single room

 

[Cupcakemum]

Saw someone wrote a song about Hinch. I can't write songs. So I wrote a rhyme.


She'll call you friends, she'll call you guys,
Your ears will bleed from the constant lies.
From door-knocker earrings to garden tables
She'll sell you tat while she wears labels

She's pretends to be sweet and real and relatable
But if she's ever honest is really debateable.
She gets out of bed then gets out her phone
Sprays chemicals around her immaculate home

She's selling the dream, and SELLING's the word
But even her Kermit can't polish a turd!
She names all her cloths cos it makes her seem sweet
Then tidies the house that's always so neat

The products she's pushing are always in view
Whether eating her porridge or cleaning her loo
She's sly and dishonest, behind filters and hair
She's a caricature but her shoppers don't care

They copy, they follow, they love and adore her
While diluting our rivers with spring fresh zoflora
They don't mind the dangers or harm to their health
They just feed her ego, her conceit and her wealth.

She laughs at them all, she thinks it's so funny
And the tabloids won't touch her because of the money
So she carries on with her best life goals
And writes off her critics as bullies and trolls

But take heart dear tattlers, this too shall pass
She'll soon fall from grace and land on her ass.
And when we all witness the change to her luck
Will we hold back from gloating? Haha will I duck!

 

[Homely92]

I’ve been thinking this aswell & no mention of the pram? Probably still waiting for someone to gift her one

Pram is on her stories today as a sneak peek.

 

[Jane565]

Saw someone wrote a song about Hinch. I can't write songs. So I wrote a rhyme.


She'll call you friends, she'll call you guys,
Your ears will bleed from the constant lies.
From door-knocker earrings to garden tables
She'll sell you tat while she wears labels

She's pretends to be sweet and real and relatable
But if she's ever honest is really debateable.
She gets out of bed then gets out her phone
Sprays chemicals around her immaculate home

She's selling the dream, and SELLING's the word
But even her Kermit can't polish a turd!
She names all her cloths cos it makes her seem sweet
Then tidies the house that's always so neat

The products she's pushing are always in view
Whether eating her porridge or cleaning her loo
She's sly and dishonest, behind filters and hair
She's a caricature but her shoppers don't care

They copy, they follow, they love and adore her
While diluting our rivers with spring fresh zoflora
They don't mind the dangers or harm to their health
They just feed her ego, her conceit and her wealth.

She laughs at them all, she thinks it's so funny
And the tabloids won't touch her because of the money
So she carries on with her best life goals
And writes off her critics as bullies and trolls

But take heart dear tattlers, this too shall pass
She'll soon fall from grace and land on her ass.
And when we all witness the change to her luck
Will we hold back from gloating? Haha will I duck!

OMG THAT IS BRILLIANT

 

[RubyShoe]

Am I the only one who thinks she’s getting bored of cleaning now? The way she’s just shown the gifted items from minkehhh, sounded so ungrateful I think also

Of course shes bored of cleaning. Who in their right mind wants to spend every hour cleaning an already clean house?! There is more to life thank goodness. Boring boring boring cleaning accounts!! The only one who talks any sense at all is TOM. And she has even written her OWN book lol

 

[SunshineRae]

Saw someone wrote a song about Hinch. I can't write songs. So I wrote a rhyme.


She'll call you friends, she'll call you guys,
Your ears will bleed from the constant lies.
From door-knocker earrings to garden tables
She'll sell you tat while she wears labels

She's pretends to be sweet and real and relatable
But if she's ever honest is really debateable.
She gets out of bed then gets out her phone
Sprays chemicals around her immaculate home

She's selling the dream, and SELLING's the word
But even her Kermit can't polish a turd!
She names all her cloths cos it makes her seem sweet
Then tidies the house that's always so neat

The products she's pushing are always in view
Whether eating her porridge or cleaning her loo
She's sly and dishonest, behind filters and hair
She's a caricature but her shoppers don't care

They copy, they follow, they love and adore her
While diluting our rivers with spring fresh zoflora
They don't mind the dangers or harm to their health
They just feed her ego, her conceit and her wealth.

She laughs at them all, she thinks it's so funny
And the tabloids won't touch her because of the money
So she carries on with her best life goals
And writes off her critics as bullies and trolls

But take heart dear tattlers, this too shall pass
She'll soon fall from grace and land on her ass.
And when we all witness the change to her luck
Will we hold back from gloating? Haha will I duck!

Bloody brilliant!!