I adore Louise’s such obvious distaste for the Sam and Mimi situation. Hashtag big sister goals. As someone who has been there, done it and worn the t-shirt – she did date Spencer + Jamie – she can see the car crash coming a mile off.
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I can’t be the only one wondering how our richest reality TV stars would fare in the party capital of Ibiza.
But I think we all agree they are visiting a different part of the country than we are used to seeing splashed all over the tabloids every summer.
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I can’t help but feel like Frankie cheating on Jamie was merely his just desserts for all the cheating he’s done over the years. I always feel like if you’re cheating on your partner is because you don’t want to be with them, deep down. Just do the decent think and move on. For both of your sakes.
But much like Sam, I don’t take pleasure in it; I just ended up feeling sorry for the balding bleached bore. I mean once you look past money he isn’t exactly a catch and as the years go on, he doesn’t seem like he’s a lovely person. Although I imagine he’d be a good laugh on a night out.
Those of you who know me well will know that I have never been Rosie’s biggest fan. It’s not that I don’t like her, I’ve just always found her a bit, well, blaeur. But one thing I’ve always respected is her honesty – except for the time she got with Hugo behind Millie’s back, but we won’t mention that.
And last night she was dropping truth bombs like Meek Mill calling out Drake. It may not have been nice to watch and it may have felt uncomfortable at times, but there’s a lot to be said for being upfront. And while I love Ollie, Rosie delivers it in her stoic and deadpan way, and it basically makes it all the more hard hitting.
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In the beginning, there was a fresh faced, deeply confused medical graduate called John Dorian. JD to his friends.
JD arrives at Sacred Heart hospital as an intern, only to find that spending half his life in college and medical school has not prepared him in any meaningful way for being a doctor. Let alone a human being. His attending physician hates him, the only thing he knows how to find in the hospital is the cupboard he hides in to cry and within ten seconds of arriving, he’s been identified as a hate figure by a janitor who once played a cop in The Fugitive (Ed – I never knew that!).
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