This is a new low for her. Forcing a 5yo to ring in the new year with her, with a mountain of food, dressed in matching outfits sipping on ‘mock tails’ out of gold gilded glasses. Fucking cringe.
My 5yo was fast asleep in bed by 8pm, which gave me ample time to prepare for my New Years lunch I’m hosting for my family & friends later today. (Ya know, coz I’m not a snob & I have curated a life outside my child)
I sat on the sofa watching the neighbours fireworks display out the window, and then went to bed.
dunno why Bex has to falsely glamourise every aspect of her life. Oh and her kitchen still looks really shit. Those tiles remind me of my bathroom tiles when I was in primary school.