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28/11/2025

Bars pacing, maybe blowing off a little bit of steam. You see, she had just gotten some really bad news.

The room fell silent — not the kind of quiet that signals anticipation, but the sort of tense hush that precedes an earthquake. And tonight, that earthquake had a name: Meghan Markle.

Sources say that the usually composed duchess was left utterly shaken, trembling behind the polished doors of an exclusive New York penthouse as one woman's words cut straight to the heart of Hollywood and royalty.

That woman was none other than Ghislaine Maxwell.

Yes, you heard that correctly. Maxwell — infamous in her own right — had finally broken her silence, and the revelations were set to send shock waves far beyond the murky world of elite social circles. The claims were personal, direct, and deeply unsettling.

Insiders describe Meghan as in tears, unable to speak and shaken to her core after the private meeting where Maxwell revealed information about social maneuverings, alliances, and hidden motives that allegedly implicated Meghan’s closest Hollywood allies.

In response to that congressional subpoena seeking her testimony, her attorneys had sent a letter to the House Oversight Chair, James Comer, saying that although they were initially prepared to invoke her Fifth Amendment rights, they were now willing to cooperate — if, and this was a huge if, certain demands were met.

The fallout, according to sources present, was immediate. Meghan reportedly left the room almost in a daze, gripping her phone like a lifeline, whispering to herself:

“I can’t believe this. I didn’t know.”

Courtiers who had been quietly monitoring her movements said she spent the following hours in private reflection, pacing her suite — a picture of both panic and disbelief.

What exactly did Maxwell reveal that could provoke such a response? That remains under strict wraps, but insiders hint it was nothing short of career-ending.

For years, Meghan’s trajectory had been a carefully orchestrated mix of ambition, strategy, and public charm. From Suits to humanitarian efforts, every step was curated to build the image of a modern, independent duchess.
But Maxwell’s revelations reportedly pulled back the curtain on a world of influence and social engineering Meghan had long assumed was either harmless or peripheral to her success.

Tonight, she learned otherwise.

It wasn’t just the content of Maxwell’s claims — it was the context. Maxwell, with her long history of navigating elite networks with calculated precision, allegedly exposed the ways Meghan’s alliances had been leveraged for social gain, while also revealing tensions and rivalries that had never surfaced publicly.

Meghan, sources say, was forced to confront the possibility that she had been maneuvered into situations with consequences far beyond her understanding.

Eyewitnesses at the scene paint a dramatic picture:

“She looked completely unmoored,”
one staffer said.
“There was a moment where she tried to smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes. She kept shaking her head and whispering, ‘I didn’t realize. I didn’t know.’
It was the first time I’ve seen her genuinely vulnerable in years.”

As the news leaked — just enough to ignite curiosity, but not enough to reveal the full scope of Maxwell’s bombshell — the reaction was immediate. Social media erupted with hashtags like and trending across multiple platforms.

Every major tabloid, influencer, and online outlet scrambled to interpret what this encounter might mean for the Duchess, her public image, and — by extension — the royal family.

Rumors flew. Speculation ran rampant.

Media analysts began piecing together a narrative that had, until now, lived only in whispers.

Palace insiders confirmed that Meghan’s PR team went into overdrive. They knew they had to control the narrative fast.

“But this was one of those situations where there’s just no script that works,”
one source explained.

The information Maxwell provided was sensitive, highly specific, and had the potential to impact not just Meghan’s public image, but personal relationships she thought were secure.

According to multiple sources, Meghan retreated from public life following the meeting — cancelling appearances and rescheduling events. Staffers described her movements as erratic and emotional, noting that she spent long periods in private consultation with legal and PR advisers, strategizing responses that could prevent long-term damage.

Every detail, every public statement, was scrutinized, edited, and debated — a reflection of the high stakes surrounding the Maxwell revelations.

But the shock ran deeper than publicity concerns. Those closest to Meghan said she was emotionally shattered. Friends described sleepless nights, endless calls to trusted confidants, and a rare openness about her fears.

“She was honestly frightened,”
one source said.
“Not just for her image, but for the people around her — for the decisions she’s made, and the networks she’s trusted.”

What made this revelation so compelling and terrifying was the contrast between Meghan’s carefully cultivated public persona and the raw vulnerability being reported behind closed doors. For years, she’s been seen as poised, controlled, and calculated — an image shaped by royal protocol and elite PR machinery.

Tonight, those walls crumbled.

According to sources close to the royal family, the palace was quietly monitoring the situation — concerned about how Maxwell’s revelations might ripple through the broader network of royal relationships and public perception.

“They’re worried not just about Meghan,”
a palace aide said,
“but about the potential for media frenzy and diplomatic fallout.”

Meanwhile, the online world ignited. Influencers, celebrities, commentators — everyone speculated about the content of Maxwell’s revelations. Some suggested financial arrangements; others hinted at strategic manipulations of media narratives.

The lack of details only fueled the fire.

Inside Meghan’s circle, advisers worked around the clock. Statements were drafted, discarded, revised, and debated. Lawyers warned against saying too much; PR strategists warned against saying too little.

Silence might look like guilt.
Speaking might legitimize Maxwell.

A no-win scenario.

Meanwhile, Maxwell was calm. Deliberate. Controlled.
Her restraint gave her revelations more power, not less.

By the second week, the story had grown beyond Meghan’s control. Social media exploded. TikTok analysts dissected old interviews. Twitter threads mapped alleged connections. Instagram reels dramatized her reactions.

Every emoji became a clue.
Every outfit became a message.
Every silence became a statement.

Inside Meghan’s penthouse, the tension was palpable. Legal teams coordinated in shifts. PR advisers produced strategy after strategy. Friends provided emotional support. But even mundane decisions — like posting a photo or attending a charity event — required hours of discussion.

“Every move feels like a chess game,”
one insider said.
“And right now, every square feels under attack.”

Buckingham Palace quietly ramped up monitoring. Not to defend Meghan — but to protect the monarchy. Containment, not confrontation. Influence without visibility.

Meanwhile, Maxwell’s cryptic hints continued to surface — just enough to keep the narrative alive.

By the end of the second week, the emotional toll on Meghan was undeniable. Dark circles under her eyes. Long periods of silence. Moments of tears. Moments of determination. And a growing frustration at her inability to control the narrative.

“She's resilient,”
one insider insisted,
“but this is one of the most stressful periods she’s ever faced.”

Investigative journalists dug deeper. Tabloids rehashed her past alliances. Media analysts debated her motives. Every appearance, gesture, outfit, and phrase was dissected globally.

Within the palace, contingency plans were quietly drafted.

For Meghan, the pressure became suffocating. Friends noted she oscillated between fierce resolve and near collapse. Her every move was analyzed. Her every silence magnified.

Maxwell, meanwhile, remained a quiet shadow — her influence growing not through statements, but through the vacuum she created.

By the close of the second week, Meghan was facing the cumulative effect of public scrutiny, private fear, and relentless speculation. Her carefully curated life had been shaken in ways she had never anticipated.

Her team fought tirelessly.
But the storm had gathered momentum.

It was no longer just a narrative.
It was a global phenomenon.

And in the middle of it stood Meghan Markle — vulnerable, scrutinized, strategic, and exposed — facing a moment of reckoning that would test her resilience, her relationships, and the very image she had spent years constructing.

28/11/2025

It's been a bit of a wild ride watching Prince Harry's fall from grace over the past few years, and his most recent gig as a guest speaker at the Ontario Real Estate Conference in Toronto is a striking example of just how far he's fallen. For those who might not be familiar, Harry was paid 325+ USD to speak at this event. But the real kicker here is that no one was going to hear him talk about real estate. In fact, he probably knows next to nothing about the Toronto real estate scene.

This wasn't about hearing from a real expert. This was about seeing him as a curiosity — a carnival sideshow, a freak show. As Tom Sykes so aptly put it, there's a certain sadness in this whole situation.

Harry used to have this incredible platform, the kind of soft power that most people could only dream of. When you're part of the royal family, you have the ability to make a real impact. But now, it seems like that power has dwindled to the point where he's taking these humiliating speaking engagements just to make ends meet.

Harry has gone from having the world at his feet to becoming “the pay-per-view prince,” as Sykes calls him. And it's hard not to feel some degree of sympathy for him, because you wonder if deep down he realizes just how far he's fallen.

Let's talk about the money for a second. In the US, where Harry and Meghan now reside, speaking fees can be astronomical — especially for someone with Harry's background. But when you're getting paid $325 to speak at a real estate conference, you start to wonder if this is just a sign of how desperate things have become.

To put it into perspective, that amount wouldn't even cover a week's worth of groceries for a family at Walmart in the States. And here's the thing: most speakers of Harry's supposed caliber make far more than that, especially in the US. So what does that say about the offers he's getting now? They must be incredibly meager.

Now, let's not forget that Harry's career and reputation have been under fire for quite some time. His military career — if you can call it that — has been one of the most debated aspects of his public life. There's the infamous N**i costume scandal, which led to a significant public backlash. And then there's the issue of his grades when applying to Sandhurst, the prestigious military academy. His grades were so bad that, had he not been a royal, it's highly unlikely he would have been accepted. But because of his title and his family name, he slid through, and the scandal of his past was largely brushed under the rug.

The truth is, Harry's life has been one of privilege, yes — but also of nepotism. He's had doors opened for him simply because of who he is, not because of any particular talent or accomplishment. Whether it's his time in the military, his work with the Invictus Games, or his current celebrity status, it's been clear to some that his success has largely been based on the royal name rather than personal merit.

But it doesn't stop there. As much as people might feel sorry for him, we can't ignore the fact that Harry has made some questionable choices. The way he's monetized his royal status, the constant backstabbing of his family members, and the continuous self-promotion with little regard for the values he once claimed to stand for is troubling. His relationship with Meghan Markle has only added fuel to the fire, with critics claiming that together they've exploited their titles for profit.

And while some may still buy into the narrative of them being victims, others see them for what they truly are: two people who have exploited their privileges to make a quick buck.

In the end, Harry's situation is a perfect example of how entitlement and privilege — when misused — can lead to a lack of respect from those who once admired you. What's truly sad is that Harry had the potential to be a powerful force for good. But instead, he's become a shell of what he could have been. The same people who once admired him are now watching him fall further down the ladder, one embarrassing gig at a time.

27/11/2025

Today, we're diving into the somewhat amusing and utterly cringe-worthy world of Meghan Markle's culinary escapades. I mean, when it comes to narcissists, they sure do have their funny sides, right? Just take Meghan Markle for example — she genuinely believes she's great at everything. And it's not hard to see why. She's constantly in the spotlight with her royal aspirations, acting skills, and now, apparently, her cooking expertise.

Honestly, it's almost like she's trying to prove that she can do it all. And let's just say, the results are… entertaining.

Now, everyone who's ever spoken to her or seen her in action knows there's something a little off about her. It's not just the way she presents herself — though, let's be honest, the drama is strong with her — it's also the way she carries herself, thinking she's got this magical touch for everything. I mean, when she steps into a room, there's this feeling like she's silently saying, “I'm great at everything I do, and you should all recognize that.”

But does she, though?

Well, let's dive into one of her more notorious moments to see if her cooking skills live up to that self-assured persona. Take, for instance, that unforgettable handheld salad-boat moment. Yes, you heard that right. A salad. On a boat. A concept so strange, so uniquely Meghan, that even the most seasoned culinary critics would be scratching their heads.

It's not just the fact that she's serving salad on a boat — it's the little details. The boat’s missing something, right? Oh, that’s it: flower sprinkles.

Because what says gourmet dining like edible flowers thrown on a salad boat? I'm sure that’s exactly what every chef dreams of — a sprinkle of flower power to make their dish complete. It's quirky, but it's not exactly high-class dining if you ask me.

Then there's her infamous grilled-lettuce moment. This one’s truly iconic. For those of you who haven't seen Gordon Ramsay's Kitchen Nightmares, grilled lettuce is something he — and many others — have called the most disgusting thing he's ever had. And honestly, after hearing his reaction, I have to agree. Grilled lettuce? That's like taking a perfectly good vegetable and ruining it in the most bizarre way possible. It’s the kind of thing you'd expect from a disaster kitchen, not a supposed culinary genius.

When Ramsay is calling your dish a “sandwich,” you know things have gone wrong. And I can't help but picture Meghan thinking it’s a hit while the rest of us are trying to figure out what exactly went wrong.

But here's the thing: Meghan might be great at a lot of things, but cooking? Not so much. And while her social media might make it look like she's got it all together, we can't ignore the fact that she's been trying to climb the social ladder from the start. She's been on multiple talk shows like Good Morning America, and it’s clear she's always managed to network her way into these spots. But let's be honest — how many people were actually tuning in for her small role in Suits?

It's safe to say that her rise to fame had a lot more to do with her ability to network and climb the social ladder than it did with any acting chops. And honestly, at this point, if Meghan Markle is good at anything, it's navigating those social circles and making sure she's in the right places at the right time.

In the end, Meghan's attempts at cooking — like her attempts at fame — are a bit of a joke. And while it's hard not to laugh at some of these cringey moments, it's also a reminder that sometimes people can think they're amazing at everything when, in reality, they're just like the rest of us: trying and failing along the way.

But hey, at least she's entertaining us with her creative approach to culinary arts and social climbing. So whether it's the handheld salad boat or grilled lettuce, I think we can all agree that Meghan Markle's cooking skills are definitely a little overcooked. But in the grand scheme of things, it's just another episode in her ongoing series of self-promotion and quirky attempts at fitting into the world she's carefully crafted around herself.

27/11/2025

Show Up, Bring Cameras! Harry and Meghan STAGED Thanksgiving Volunteering with Hair in Food

27/11/2025

Hello there, my lovely neighbors, and welcome back to the fence. Grab your tea and maybe a hazmat suit, because we need to discuss the culinary crime scene that just unfolded in Montecito. Honestly, I didn't think it could get worse than the jam scam, but here we are, witnessing the Great Sussex Thanksgiving Special, which is essentially a masterclass in how to alienate an entire holiday.

You know, I sat there watching this clip, and my jaw literally hit the floor, because what we are seeing is the only cooking content in human history where the primary ingredient is pure, unadulterated confusion.

Now, I know you guys are excited for more, but before we delve into further discussion—if you haven't subscribed, I mean, come on, guys, what are you waiting for? Hit like, subscribe, and ring that notification bell ASAP.

So now, Meghan Markle, our favorite Duchess of Desperation, was captured standing over a tragically unseasoned turkey, looking at it like it was a wounded soldier in need of immediate diplomatic intervention rather than a dinner centerpiece. And instead of butter, or oil, or anything that resembles flavor or joy, she slaps on a whisper of spices so faint that even the turkey looked like it was begging for asylum in the United Kingdom.

I mean honestly, my loves, have you ever seen anything so bleak in your life? The Instagram clip in question gives us Meghan rubbing what can only be described as a light dusting of sadness onto a raw bird. A bird that, quite frankly, deserved better and probably had a more dignified existence before it ended up on that countertop of doom.

There was no butter.
No herbs.
No oil.
Not even a rosemary twig sacrificed in its name.

Just vibes and narcissism.

And of course, she is doing all of this while accessorized like she is hosting the Met Gala, because nothing says “relatable home cook” like wearing $50,000 worth of diamonds to massage a dead bird. I mean, the rings, the bracelets — basically the entire jewelry box she likely borrowed permanently — was on full display while she was handling Salmonella’s favorite playground.

And I literally screamed at my screen when she grabbed the pepper grinder with her raw meat hands. I mean… the cross-contamination nightmare of it all is just emblematic of her entire chaotic life. You can almost hear the turkey crying out for the health inspector, or perhaps a rescue mission from the royal chefs at Buckingham Palace.

This isn’t cooking.
This is performance art for the deluded.

She is just seasoning the turkey with her own ego and hoping for the best.

And we have to remember that this woman once hosted a cooking show and ran a lifestyle blog while displaying, at most, the culinary prowess of someone arranging crudités next to a scented candle. Everything she makes looks like it came straight from a Pinterest board titled “You Tried.”

Whether it’s tea pouring, popcorn seasoning, fruit trays arranged by unpaid interns, or now a turkey with the flavor profile of damp air, she remains consistent in her brand: expensive mediocrity.

But fear not, my friends, because Meghan has a bigger message than her seasoning — or lack thereof. As ever, the brand is so exclusive, it is always on sale.

American Riviera Orchard just sent out a newsletter teasing a “big surprise.” And I know we were all on the edge of our seats, expecting maybe a product that actually exists, or perhaps a sincere apology to the British people. But no. The surprise was a Black Friday sale. Truly a plot twist for the ages — one that nobody saw coming except literally everyone who knows that this business is a sinking ship.

Subscribers were offered 20% off spreads, candles, and honey just moments after Saint Meghan quietly hiked the prices to make sure the sale brings everything right back to where it started. Because nothing screams “luxury brand” like gaslighting your customers with math.

Despite claiming her spread was “intentionally priced for her young fans,” the cost has boomeranged into something even higher. And now she wants them to feel grateful for the same discount that simply returns the price to its original — already astronomical — number.

Nothing says holiday spirit like paying more to save less.

And honestly, the grift never sleeps in Montecito.

And the best part is that the sale wasn’t because she is generous, or because she wants to give back to the community like our beloved Catherine and William do every single day. No. It is because the products aren’t moving. When was the last time you saw milk go on sale? Exactly. Things only get discounted when they are collecting dust like museum artifacts — or, in this case, jars of jam that probably taste as bitter as Harry looks these days.

It seems the big reveal wasn’t a new product. Not a chutney. Not an herbal-infused honey. Not even a jar of beige seasoning inspired by her turkey disaster. No, the big reveal was simply:

“Help. The stock is aging, and so am I.”

If ever there was a turkey, this sale would be the thermometer popping out to signal that it is overcooked and dry.

But hey, credit where it’s due, because Meghan has managed to achieve something incredible here: she made a turkey and a lifestyle brand look bland at the same time — which is a two-for-one deal, much like the sale she is currently begging people to use.

So here we are:
A turkey lightly caressed by seasoning.
A brand lightly caressed by customers.
And Meghan lightly caressed by reality.

Happy Thanksgiving indeed.

And can we just pause to think about the absolute contrast between this beige circus and the dignity of the working royals? Think about our Catherine, the Princess of Wales, who we know actually cooks. She bakes with her children. She gets her hands dirty in the garden. She serves food at community centers without wearing a king’s ransom in jewelry on her wrists.

When Catherine cooks, you know there is love, warmth, and butter involved — lots of butter — because she understands that food is about nourishment and family, not a photo opportunity to sell a lifestyle that doesn’t exist.

Catherine and William are out there doing the work, supporting King Charles and Queen Camilla, showing up with grace and humility, while the Z-list sister is in California rubbing a dry bird with dry hands and trying to convince us she’s the next Martha Stewart.

It’s laughable, and honestly, it’s insulting to anyone who actually knows how to roast a chicken — let alone run a business.

And speaking of the business, isn’t it fascinating how the “surprise” is always a cash grab? There is never any substance. It is all smoke and mirrors and overpriced jam jars that nobody wants. It’s the definition of a hollow shell. Just like that turkey — which probably tasted like cardboard and regret.

And where is Harry in all of this? Our poor brainwashed puppet Prince of Canada, probably standing in the corner holding the camera, drooling over the memory of the Sandringham feasts he used to enjoy. The perfectly roasted meats, the rich gravies, the laughter of a family that actually loved him before he let the spotlight-hungry claw drag him away to a land of beige food and beige furniture.

Imagine trading the culinary excellence of the royal household for a turkey that has been molested by jewelry and seasoned with a whisper.

Bless his heart. He probably thinks this is normal now. He has been so thoroughly reprogrammed that he likely nodded and said, “Looks delicious, Meg,” while secretly weeping inside.

It really highlights the tragedy of what he gave up — not just the titles and the honor, but the warmth, the tradition, the actual flavor of life. Now he is just a prop in her infomercial. A background character in the Truman Show of her own making, waiting for his portion of dry breast meat while she checks the engagement metrics on the post.

It’s pathetic, and it makes you realize that no amount of money or Netflix deals can buy you class, or taste, or common sense.

The hygiene aspect alone is enough to keep me awake at night. Who wears bracelets that dangle onto raw poultry? It’s disgusting. It shows such a lack of basic life skills that it’s terrifying to think she’s in charge of anything, let alone a global brand.

It’s the behavior of someone who has never actually had to do the work. Someone who thinks cooking is just posing with ingredients. It’s all performative — just like her feminism, just like her humanitarianism, just like her entire persona.

It is a costume she puts on:

Today I’m a chef.
Tomorrow I’m a victim.
The next day I’m a CEO.

But none of it is real. It’s all just bad acting and bad seasoning.

And the audacity of the price hike before the sale — it’s the oldest trick in the book. And she thinks we are stupid enough to fall for it. She thinks her sugars are just mindless ATMs waiting to fund her lifestyle. And sadly, some of them probably are. But the rest of the world sees right through it. We see the desperation. We see the inventory piling up. We see the cracks in the veneer.

American Riviera Orchard is looking more like a roadside fruit stand that has been abandoned, and this Black Friday sale is the final nail in the coffin of her credibility as a businesswoman.

King Charles and Queen Camilla are probably enjoying a lovely, quiet, well-seasoned meal — thankful that the chaos is thousands of miles away. Thankful that they have Catherine and William, who represent the future of the monarchy with such poise, while the Montecito branch of the family is busy spreading Salmonella and trying to shift expired honey.

The difference in class is astronomical. You cannot buy what the Waleses have. You cannot manufacture that kind of authenticity. And that is what drives Meghan absolutely mad. She can buy the bots. She can buy the PR. She can buy the awards. But she cannot buy the respect and the love that the world has for Catherine.

So as we watch this train wreck unfold, let’s raise a glass to the real royals — to the ones who serve, the ones who follow the rules of hygiene and protocol, the ones who don’t treat a family holiday as a marketing opportunity for a failing brand.

And let’s spare a thought for that poor turkey — the innocent victim in all of this — who went to the great beyond unseasoned and unloved, a symbol of everything the Sussexes touch:

Promising on the outside,
but ultimately empty,
dry,
and potentially hazardous to your health.

Keep your eyes open, my loves, because if this is how she handles a turkey, imagine how she handles the truth.

Stay safe, stay seasoned, and keep supporting the good guys.

27/11/2025

But in today’s episode, first of all, I want to talk about Meghan Markle playing shops, because that’s exactly what she’s doing. Do you remember being a child and pretending to have a little shop — maybe a little supermarket — and your mum came along with a little basket and one of those plastic cash registers?
That is basically what Meghan Markle is doing. She’s still stuck in that mindset.

Now, we got this reel today — I’ll show you in a second — and it is just terrible. I don’t know what she is thinking. I mean, she is mooching off her friends as ever.

But I also want to talk about something else, because just before she posted this (maybe so she didn’t look so eager to make money or something), she posted a little story about Archewell — because yes, that thing is still around. They haven’t filed their 990, but apparently they’re still running. So, I’ll wait for that form.

But we got this in the Daily Mail:
“Meghan and Harry take Archie and Lili to bake cookies with children and volunteers after she was mocked over her Thanksgiving turkey.”

Now, I’ll admit — I was one of those people. I’ll put my hand up, and I’m proud of it. And to be fair, she’s been mocked the entire year. It’s not fair to just talk about that poor turkey. She’s done many, many ridiculous things.

So, we got them at a kitchen, cooking for charity, and here they are baking the cookies. This was put up on Meghan’s Instagram because Archewell doesn’t have an Instagram — which is really bizarre but also makes no sense when they constantly preach about how much they “hate social media.”
So, as a workaround, Meghan just posts it on hers anyway. Hypocritical whichever way you look at it.

And they brought the kids along. Now, this is not an accident. Meghan is very desperate right now. Her As Ever products are not selling, as I’ve shown you in my other videos. She’s trying the 20% off, the free shipping — you name it. Now she’s shipping the kids basically. You can probably pop Lili in your basket if you wanted to — if the number was big enough and she was happy with it.

But look at this. It’s so, so fake. They’re making cookies; Lili is already bored out of her brain. You can tell she’s not interested. Unless she can eat it, she doesn’t care. Harry is smiling away. Gosh, it’s so cringe.

“Meghan Markle and Prince Harry have taken Lili and Archie to bake cookies…” The Duchess of Sussex doesn’t mention the Duke. Forgotten all about him already — in the second paragraph!

They volunteered at Our Big Kitchen LA and were seen posing with their youngsters and other children. Of course with other children — I’m sure we see their faces — but not Lili and Archie. Oh no, no, no, no. Only when the price is right.

Meghan posted a montage on Instagram of her and husband Harry — I think you mean H — grinning as they took part in the baking session.

Here’s Meghan looking up at her “love,” the man who loves her “so deeply, so bravely, so boldly.” Something ridiculous like that. He’s not even interested. He looks like he would rather stick his face into that Tupperware. This guy looks hungry, and she’s thirsty, I guess.

Look at that. She’s always at him for no good reason. She does it all the time. I think she just likes that look on her face. She knows the camera is there, because of course Archewell always brings a camera crew. They can’t just do charitable work — because in Meghan Markle–speak, if no one knows about it, what’s the point?

Here she is in the past doing a similar thing. “Oh, I love my husband,” although she looks like she’s grinding her teeth there. And here she is again. “He loves me so much.” It’s just sickening.

The couple baked cookies, sliced vegetables, and assembled packaged meals to be delivered ahead of the American holiday. And they have to do this, of course, because they’re probably about to show us everything they eat. So this is just as much for their own conscience — if they had one.
Well, hang on a minute. They don’t. Harry said his conscience is clear, so it was never there in the first place. And Meghan — well, okay, scrap that. It’s not about conscience; it’s just to look good, I guess.

Maybe it’s Meredith Maines’s idea.

Meghan captioned the post: “Show up. Do good.” The motto of the Sussexes — the Sussexes. Listen to this. She’s pushing so hard with this whole duchess thing. “Sussexes.” What a mouthful. Oprah can’t say it; why should I be able to?

She could be seen helping shape cookies while wearing an Archewell Foundation apron — wow, she’s got aprons for Archewell. She can’t have them for As Ever; the trademark doesn’t allow her. And she also posted a snap of volunteers chopping peppers.

A smiling Meghan — manically smiling away — held hands with Lili and watched on as Harry dished up a meal of mince, rice, and peppers into a Tupperware box.
Wow. What an amazing feat.

Now, this image — I just showed you this before — but let’s go back. First of all, Meghan hasn’t got her hair tied up. Everyone else in the image is doing the right thing. There are rules around food preparation. Meghan doesn’t care. This is Meghan Sussex. She does her own thing.

She probably got announced when she walked into the kitchen — who knows? Can’t wait to hear from one of these people. But at least she is wearing gloves. I bet they made her wear those gloves.

But look at Harry and Meghan smiling away. “Oh, we do such good things. So glad we got away from that awful monarchy. Look at what we’ve achieved — baking cookies!”

Look at the people in the background. They must have a joke going because Harry and Meghan are laughing. Let’s look at everyone else:
Not so much.

Yeah. This is all for the cameras. It’s very clear. They’re even positioned at the end just to make sure the camera could see them. The whole thing is completely set up. It’s just disgusting.

But it gets worse.

This image was on Meghan’s Instagram. I checked the Archewell site — this image is not on there.
This is not an Archewell image.
This is a PR image for Meghan.

And Lili is in it too.

This is very, very telling. Meghan is pushing her brand, and she is pushing Lili into the spotlight. I’m so sure of this. She cannot wait to get Lili on a TV show or something like that — “do business” with her, or whatever she was saying. But this is not an Archewell image; it’s PR.

Good luck, Meghan — because your reputation is already completely ruined.

Now, let’s get back to this “playing shops,” because she has found another one of her friends to mooch off — another friend with ties to a business and a table she can set her wares on.

Here we go:
She has gone with Marcus, and she has set up her stuff at Soho Home.
Probably the worst business name ever. So-ho home.
Surely they should have realised that.

Meghan says this on her Instagram:

“Talk about a full-circle moment in my old stomping ground of West Hollywood with a brand (barely), family (well… barely), and friends (yeah… okay… barely as well) that have been part of my life for so long…”

Incorrect. Most of her friends haven’t been around very long at all.

“…and also a part of my love story with H.”

Look at that — H. She can’t say his name.

“Since our very first date was at a Soho House restaurant…”

Dragging him into this brand like he’s part of it. He has nothing to do with this.

“So excited to introduce As Ever by Soho House.”

When I read that, I thought,
“Oh! Sounds like a collab. Two brands coming together. A new line!”
So let’s find out.

Goes on:
“If you find yourself in LA — not a chance, love — come visit our As Ever pop-up at Soho Home…”

It’s open to everyone. Because remember, Soho House is a members-only venue. But Soho Home is basically the furniture store version.

She set up this table. This is her little side gig right now. She goes around and sets up tables. She was walking around and, yes, happened to find a mirror. So of course we see her in it. How could she not know the mirror was right there?

It looks very basic, very similar to what we’ve already seen at Godmother’s. Exactly the same thing.

Where next? A tennis court because of Serena Williams? Heather Dorak’s Pilates studio?
Which friend has a business with a table?

It’s highlighting that nobody wants it. I bet she’s already had many, many no’s. I’m sure she asked Target and they said, “Uh-uh. We already went down that path with Chrissy. Let’s not go there.” She’s too volatile. You couldn’t have her stuff — one minute no one’s buying, next minute everyone wants to return it.

Back to the “As Ever by Soho House” claim. Sounds like a collab, right?
So I checked the Soho Home website.

They couldn’t care less.
There’s nothing there.
Typed in “As Ever.” Nothing.

They don’t want a piece of it.

So I checked the Soho Home Instagram.
Nothing. Not a mention.
Not even close. They don’t even follow As Ever.
They probably don’t even know what this is.
I’m not sure Meghan even told head office she did this.

Checked the actual Soho House Instagram.
Same story.
They don’t follow As Ever.
They don’t follow Meghan.

Soho House doesn’t give a rat’s about Meghan. I don’t think the people who make decisions even know she did this. I bet she just walked in off the street with a few trolleys and started setting up like some crazy nutter.

So there you have it.

Meghan is just playing shops.
She’s in her little “playing shops” era.
No idea, not successful, can’t get her stuff into a bricks-and-mortar retail store. No one wants her. Doors slamming in her face. She’s running out of friends with shops and tables.

Where do you think she’s going to set up next?
Where to from here? Because I just don’t know. Apart from dragging Lili out a bit more, I’m not sure what else she has left.

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