.& Wintour popped my knuckles for...tellin' tha tell (inna lucid 🤣) But I stiiiiill say...THIS... was Done To her, wrapped in "yaaas! It's Giving~! Epic! Feast, Huntiiii!& tha gag is~" etc.

Yall can't tell me the war ain't afoot when she was dogwalked and cuckolded into being the epitome of the Establishment's fashion roadkill( considering the event parameters).

I know the field i came here fn with. Superfluous, my ass! It's Food, Clothing and Shelter for a reason...and emissaries from the Clothing factions designhead delegation just lit her on fire and sat her in a corner at the event she bought her way into.

...but she N E V E R had to take their advice. That's the crazy. Yall be wilding wanting to be seen as queen of shit you're authentically not true denizens of allatime.

That was a "if you don't eat your meat, you can't have any pudding" prom dress. They totally "all in all your just a ...'nother brick in the walled" her.

This was a Rizzo make under, dammit. Let her be the baddie she built all that up to be, geez.