Anna in a nutshell:
A woman shares a dress she made that celeb wore! How exciting for her. What does Anna say?
What about me? Don’t you make clothes for fats?
Nothing about how pretty the dress is, how cool it must be to see your design being worn for an even, how cute it fits….just her not having a dress made too.
She’s a miserable, disgrace of a human. No wonder she wants Threads to be a secret except for brown noses , unless she’s promoting something, of course.
She shows herself eating hotdogs, Cotten candy, bagels, candy after surgery, fruit rollups, even that cucumber thing had a quarter cut of salt-substitute seasoning in it. She doesn’t show vibration plates, she doesn’t show healthy portions, she shows her lack of ability working out. She’s getting fatter and fatter-her gunt is rolling uncontrollably down which means another year and we won’t have to worry about seeing her moose knuckle, at least.
She relates then one-ups a story about knocking holes in her wall putting up curtains but is Type A? Where is your level? Where is your pencil for marking?
She wants us all to participate in her delusions and is frustrated we don’t. She wants to dive deep into being sick, well she’s going to get her wish. Nobody will ever be able to tell her the truth.
