To think that at some point I even took pity on Floral RoadKill and the way she was treated by her mistress, advising her to run like hell to escape the HMN. That was obviously misguided. The only thing setting this wannabe flower sensation apart from her landlord is the lack of rich and connected family members and friends, a calamity she can blame her parents for, as she no doubt will (Don’t tell me what to do!!!).
Well done, Marie, look wat you made of your life: thirty now, but still living on somebody else’s money, in somebody else’s house, eating somebody else’s food, wearing somebody else’s castoffs. What a transformation from the girl who secretly opened presents to pick the best for herself, into the one having to celebrate this milestone with leftover hand-me-down clutter from her employers grab-channel. And then putting it all on display for the world to see what ‘only positivity’ brings to goddesses like dumb ass FRK and her partners in grifting who are always so GREATFUL...