GRRRL GETTING HENCH (maybe her selfie-taking fingers did, the rest of her didn’t)
And guest Monroe followed the account. Beautiful!
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And guest Monroe followed the account. Beautiful!
Remember when she posted that she thought her "getting hench" posts were leading to followers unfollowing her, so she set up a dedicated "hench" Instagram?
I really think Vonny was 150 years too late. She should have been the heroine of a Victorian novel and have every one of her identities laid out in chapters with titles like
In Which Vonny is a Scholar
In Which Vonny is a Jew
In Which Vonny has Consumption
In Which Vonny is Hench
In Which Vonny is a Welsh Witch etc.
In Which Vonny is a Scholar
In Which Vonny is a Jew
In Which Vonny has Consumption
In Which Vonny is Hench
In Which Vonny is a Welsh Witch etc.
Please someone fire up the ChatGPT and make it so 
Re Welsh Vonny: I was thinking (hoping?) that pretending to be Welsh at this stage may be too much even for her, but claiming to have conducted extensive research into Welsh lore would allow her to claim yet another “thing” over which she gets to have superiority. Maybe she’s been learning Welsh and is now fluent? Maybe she’s (again) writing a book? The possibilities are endless…
Please someone fire up the ChatGPT and make it so
write an 150 word opening to a Victorian novel about a woman called Vonny Laing-Leclerc-Moyes, who has consumption
In the dimly lit corridors of Victorian London, where whispers of affliction echo through gaslit streets, Vonny Laing-Leclerc-Moyes, a delicate flower of society, grapples with a shadow that threatens to engulf her. Pale and fragile, Vonny's ethereal beauty belies the insidious grip of consumption, the relentless specter that haunts her every breath. As the city teems with the hustle of horse-drawn carriages and the symphony of cobblestone underfoot, Vonny's elegant façade conceals a profound struggle against time itself.
Her existence becomes a poignant dance between grace and decay, a waltz with destiny that unfolds in the parlors of opulent estates and the squalor of damp alleyways. In the labyrinth of Victorian propriety, Vonny's consumption is both a secret and a sentence, an affliction that binds her fate to the inexorable threads of an era poised on the brink of change. As the pages of her narrative unfurl, Vonny's journey unveils a tapestry of love, loss, and resilience in a society where every whispered cough is a foreboding melody of mortality.
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write an 150 word opening to a Victorian novel about a woman called Vonny Laing-Leclerc-Moyes, who is getting hench
In the opulent drawing rooms of Victorian high society, amidst the rustle of silk and the clinking of fine china, the formidable figure of Vonny Laing-Leclerc-Moyes emerges as an unexpected enigma. While corsets constrict the breath of proper ladies, Vonny breathes defiance into the air, her sculpted physique a testament to an unconventional pursuit—she is getting hench. In an era where delicacy is prized, Vonny challenges convention, her muscles rippling beneath layers of fabric that strain against the expectations of her station.
As the aristocracy raises an eyebrow at her audacious transformation, Vonny's journey into uncharted territory becomes a symphony of contradictions: a lady challenging the boundaries of societal norms, a trailblazer in a world accustomed to fragility. The echoes of her grueling regimen reverberate through ballrooms and countryside estates, disrupting the delicate harmony of Victorian femininity. Vonny Laing-Leclerc-Moyes, an anomaly in crinolines and curls, embarks on a tale that transcends the conventions of her time, forging a new narrative of strength and independence.
I was quite literally gasping for breath while reading those. My husband asked what was making howl with laughter and I really couldn’t quite describe the story of Vonny.
Thank you for your service @lilykestrel
'An anomaly in crinoline and curls' has ended me!
Symphony is the new cacophony! I loved this.
Sounds like something Monroe would try to say, but with all the wrong words.
Enid Blyton’s alternative back catalogue
An amalgam of crimplene and peripatetic cords
The 1 post and following 69 accounts are both hilarious
turns out there is already a Cwfen ... Cwfen (Community) Choir, a (possibly radical feminist, based on events I can see they did) Welsh women's voice choir. Which makes more sense, name wise.
I used to be quite involved in the Scottish metal scene and i cannot wait to do some digging on this. 
Straight back here with everything you find please, Dooma!
Ahahah my dumb ex is following them, his music sucks nearly as much as theirs.I used to be quite involved in the Scottish metal scene and i cannot wait to do some digging on this.
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There was also a drama about her actual bicycle.
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