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.
I thought this was Made in Chelsea, not Playa in Marbella…
I can’t keep up with the Chelsea lot. Who fancies who, who’s slept with who and who wants to sleep with whom.
I mean is bloody hard to keep up when these lot swap partners like the rest of us swap lipsticks. So to recap…
Francis has been hooking up with Toff, but he had a date with Olivia and they have a connection.
Jamie is worth Frankie, but being the little scamp that he is, he thought it was cool to share his bed with two girls who aren’t his girlfriend.
Alex is no longer with Nicola after dumping her via text, before sleeping with Liv days later. Neither of them wants a repeat performance but it appears as if he thought it was acceptable to flirt with Frankie. Yep, the girlfriend of his ‘best bois’.
And Louise isn’t single but she isn’t with Alik, but she’s dating her personal trainer, but she was also flirting with the French graffiti artist. The personal trainer is is coming to visit her, but so is Alike.
Ollie has realised that he is very and he’s dating a cutie who is, well, very cute.
Sam and Tiff are happy and loved up and Jess is playing fashion guru / relationship advisor to everyone.
I think that’s it, and I think that’s all. I could be wrong, because I’m hella confused!
If you are too, the next episode is on Monday at 10pm on its usual channel, E4.
Maybe by then I would’ve figured out what the hell is going on, coz right now I have zero idea.
For a girl whose family make exquisite cars, Liv Bentley sure has a trashy mouth. She was at it again this episode, as she described her dalliance with Alex in the same way I would expect Mummy Felstead to describe how she tends those countryside lawns! Although her partner in that night of crime wasn’t much better. I can’t decide if his dumping of long-term girlfriend Nicola by text was worse than the fact that he could barely remember ‘shagging’ Liv.
Although he trumped himself wih the revelation that he’d been flirting wih Frankie behind best bud Jamie’s back. Although I have no idea why the blonde jester would be surprised, Mitten slept with his ex Tara within weeks of their break-up. His failure to keep his dick in his pants is well documented…
Meanwhile the returning Francis Boulle seems to be the most eligible bachelor in Cannes as he bedded Toff after arranging a date with Miss Bentley. Once again I suspect that our excitable blonde is going to get her heart broken again as we see her and Jess chastise Liv and Francis at the wine tasting.
I don’t know what Boulle was digging for in Africa, but the boy certainly found some game. Two girls on the leash from a boy who struggled to get one back in the day. I’m surprised he hasn’t hit on Jess yet as they both do like a skateboard!
In better news The Blonde couple are not the ones having relationship problem -as yet. Sam and Tiff look suitably loved up and I have to say that the young Watson’s bikini game has been on point. If I could get her abs, I may give up carbs sometime this century.
It also looks like we’ve seen the end of Louise and Alik as she was flirting with a French graffiti artist before informing him that someone from London, who she was already dating, was coming to visit her. Do you remember the innocent, slightly topic Louise from the early series? Me too. I miss her…
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