Continue to be flabbergast at Stephanie’s lack of awareness in flaunting all her possessions and properties (“I LOVE living in London”) With multiple homes around the world & unsuitable designer clothing & (nasty) jewellery, her self-satisfaction at all she has and her desire to show it off simply has no bounds. She’s utterly shameless.
Fanny pretends to be thrifty & save £2 by getting bus from Islington to St John’s Wood instead of the tube (or a cab like she usually does when she’s not filming herself) she can’t contain her excitement & paws 2nd designer threads exclaiming - “ITS ONLY …” at every item she sees. She goes and drops £35 (like it’s nothing) on (yet another) cashmere cardigan Let’s not even mention the expensive in-shop alteration for her trousers at Massimmo Dutti, when she actually has a free-does-everything-Brother-sewing machine back at the crispy chateau. Her greed for clothing, books, bric a brac, fabric, paintings, food, properties is insatiable. She will never have enough of anything . Especially people.
Has she forgotten she’s shown the vast, groaning contents of her wardrobe at the dump, to her patreons; rails that broke due to being so overladen with clothing ? If I were her I’d be embarrassed to be seen buying a pair of socks infront of those who’ve shown such generosity.
Trixie’s resentment is simmering . He’s still not come to terms over her sexcation with Potty and his sullen mood shows no sign of abating. He looks at her with incredulity when she accuses him of leaving her alone to party with Bubbles.
Back at the dump FRK continues to be FRK and Armoire put a big plank on the cooker. It’s all so LaLande.