I am really puzzled by her periodic expressions about desire for a walker. Last year, she talked about getting one for almost a whole week, and seemed excited at the prospect. She especially liked the idea that it had a seat to sit on if she got tired (perhaps not considering that even a bariatric walker's handles are not far enough apart for her to sit on the seat part.) Personally, I was amused that most of them have wheels on them; think of the potential slapstick if she tries to sit down and the whole thing rolls down a hill... She did seem to think a walker would solve a lot of problems for her. But then, she never mentioned it again.
She had that far off twinkle in her eye that you see when a teenager thinks of buying his first car. Who gets excited for walkers? At 36, shouldn't it be mortifying, not only because it surely must ruin the carefree, healthy influencer image but also because of the grim implications it holds for the future? She's vain enough to use "beauty" as part of her name, to put soot on her head, photoshop her huge flabby chins, buy dazzling fashion from Torrid and makeup from Lush, expects to get laid in Dominican Republic after a night of partying it up with the girls...and yet she is borderline excited about a new walker? Clotso would do well to remember that far fewer people ever go off walkers once they go on them...