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A week ago. I have long been disappointed in her. It was mostly about how she took to the Hollywood/LA/SoCal embodiment of wealth. The sickening veneers in her mouth and on her body and in and around her properties.
She was so bright. Never all the way pretty, yet sparkled. Except, it never transcended or deepened. It was coating. I know there was a soul in there, but it could not manage more than putting a sparkle on varnish.
It was never a believable mask. Just always pose no one cared enough to lay bare.
I don't envy her millions. Or her boyfriends.
Can't even look at her without the smell of SoCal privilege that permeates even the outdoors in certain neighborhoods down there. I've felt sorry for her too long, I guess, to want to mourn her loss. I think maybe I'm even happy for her.
pipe up any time....
