My word, this exhibitionist/opportunist is annoying! She uploads glamour faxuto after glamour fauxto, occasionally with cryface, to Instagram, all the while bemoaning the “emotional rollercoaster” she’s experiencing. She’s even willing to exploit her child’s conflicted feelings about Momsers and Dadsers’ divorce for page views. I hope the kid grows up and sues Mommy Blogger Dearest.
Surely Kendrick and his attorney appreciated yet another soft focus cryface glamour pic in which billions are able to watch Jordo suffer for the ages. Maybe she and the kid just need a slice of Red Baron’s frozen cardboard to bring back the rainbow of happiness?
More exciting Jordo news! She recently Botoxed her neck and has a new boyfriend, though her commenters dared to judge the goddess for hooking up with him less than one month after her divorce was finalized. Currently, the Malibu princess is taking a break from Southern California and lazing away in New Guinea, presumably on her father’s dime. I am impressed with how she always manages to fit a shill into her Ramshackle Glam posts, even when it’s about her anxiety when flying to Hong Kong with Dadsers.
Oh my fucking god:
A few weeks ago, I shot a video with Tiny Tags (makers of the necklaces I wear everywhere, all the time) in which I talked about the emotional rollercoaster of these past few months. I may or may not have cried while filming it; I’m not telling.
Retro Bottom Picture! Because Jordo recently agreed with a commenter that Julia built her and she’s thankful to Julia to this day for her, ahem, stardom.
Update: No, nothing on Jordo but our dear Handbag was playing Scrabble with her husband when she drew five letters at once and was able to play them and one more letter on the R in “Rainy.” Mr. Handbag insisted they pretend it was a real word and leave Donk there.