So,
@Stefano has covered Her Labiaship's latest hilariously, but I thought I'd add my commentary as well! ❤
00:00 - 1:30 - She begins the vlog peeping at her audience through the steering wheel of the car, while driving in an apparently turn-filled road. "Chat, chat, chat (spin, spin, spin), chat, chat, chat (spin, spin, spin)..."
Refers to Cawwie as "Her Majesty". Why?
Why is she filming the vlog intro driving in a car. Horrible angle (right up the nose), and it shows (to me anyway), a decided lack of preparation. Could this not have been done in a more appealing filming location/style?
1:30 - 2:45 - You'll all be pleased to know that she has managed to get the eye-enhancing app working again!
Comments about how busy it is there at the Grove, but that the room service has been efficient, so she's "not mad about it". Not mad about it? I'm sure the Grove is desolate that you are upset that their business is thriving - they should have cleared everyone outta there, dammit!
(picks her nose)
2:46 - 3:18 - Long-ish ramble about hers and Cawwie's drinking
problems habits, spritzers so they "don't get embarrassingly drunk in their old age", then abruptly squawks out, "Is it raining?! Is it raining?! with a panicky look.
3:19 - 3:25 - One can see very clearly here that (how can I say it without being too catty?) she apparently left that magic blurring powder
app at home. Expresses relief that indeed, it is not raining, mentions panic attack? Why is she panicking about the rain?
3:45 - 4:50 - Rundown of what they are going to do (so far, sounds riveting!), then says that the power has gone out twice probably because of all those frickin' peasants that are there at the same time (she didn't really say "frickin' peasants").
5:00 - 5:20 - Ooo, another view of a shocking lack of magic blurring powder
app here.
5:25 - 10:00 - Didn't vlog their night out. Not a bit. Lazy moo-moo. Got back late, shocked that there was no middle-of-the-night room service (you find out later that they didn't get back until sometime after 1:00 AM). Ordered a huge breakfast, enough for two people, describes it as "remnants" but it doesn't appear to have been touched.
Normally she stays in
The Mansion, but not this time.
10:00 - 11:00 - (We now pause this broadcast for some required Lydia nose-picking. A full minute of it!!)
11:00: Boring rambling...
(I dozed off, often do that watching her vlogs late at night, woke up around minute mark 15:00)
15:15 - 18:50 - Now she's off to "inspect" the hotel kitchen garden. Wanders past a wall, asks if a topiary giraffe is real.
She marvels at what a well- tended garden looks like. Go figure. Uh-oh, she has spotted a giant greenhouse. Hope that won't be a future re-do.
19:00 - 20:55 - Back home to the Bunga. Chutney, chutney, chutney...bougie chutney. Pauses in the midst of a time lapse to be overly dramatic about cutting onions.
21:20 - House to herself, parading around her patio, bragging about her cameras, house to herself (she says again), Dior.
Oh Lord, she's having trouble pronouncing the word almanac/doesn't know what it means.
23:45 - Hair supplement. Blah blah, blah. Makes it a point to touch her hair endlessly.
Skip!
28:45 - 29:10 - Dior flowers in the pub bathroom. Happy thought indeed!
29:15 - Porter content. No baby voice? I did see a glimpse of what I think is the bespoke dog gate (Millen-Gorden's!). Says he "tinkles" on the floor
when they don't let him out. What a surprise! Oh wait, there's the baby talk.
31:00 - Chutney, chutney, corgettes, chutney...
Dozed off again!
Woke up at 33:50 - Dogwalk. Then garden yack and rain talk again. Dull, dull talk about Ali's golfing. Went "full hog" on the greenhouse. If she had it to do over, she wouldn't get the staging tables (not Instagram-able enough?). Floor is too high-maintenance. On and on. Squirts the entire interior with a hose.
41:30 - Tour of the raised beds. Blah, blah, blah. Thinks it's hilarious that anyone would suspect
her of deceit. Pumpkin spread.
(dozed off
again!) Sorry, just so boring.
45:30 - Lemon tree is a lime tree. Teensy "harvest" in a huge trug. Throws in an overgrown corgette to pad the harvest.
Overwhelmed about "all the events going on". She'll hide in the greenhouse.
At last! Torture is
over.
🎖