| Why are all the Reddits on them blocked? |
| I like them. He’s derpy to be sure, but they’re a fun little injection of frivolity and sunshine for the ~2 minutes of my day I spend watching them. I’d rather see their OTT love shtick than negativity which seems increasingly prevalent on other accounts I follow. |
He has both an MBA and law degree from Penn She did finish college and was flight attendant. She also tried software sales and was terrible at it but her mentor there told her she was terrible and she should focus on her social media account. So she did. |
He played Rugby so how is he not macho? |
He does private equity so not poor… and she probably makes more than him. |
Meh. They are young and about to have their first baby. The young, pre-kid time in many long term relationships is like this. It’s wonderful and cute, but the jury is out on whether he’s done any plate stepping. We will have to wait. I’m a lot more impressed with my husband. We are late 40s, I am in perimenopause, and we have two teens in the house with intense athletic commitments. He has stepped up to the plate. Jett is good at the easy stuff so far. |
If memory serves... they allegedly live in a really basic like $400k (???) house in a middle class neighborhood, she's seen around town driving a gross beat up hand me down Lincoln pickup truck from 2002, which is allegedly connected to the same middling house via Google street view. The old car is not in a WASPy vintage Volvo or Subaru way, it's because they're allegedly flat broke. And people poke holes in all her clothes, bags and trips, often alleging they're sometimes fake and/or rentals or used once for photos. He ain't old money, he's a Georgia hick with a Penn master's degree. She's...unemployed white trash? And now pregnant for the first time in her 30s, which is very late for high status women in the south. People suspect he's still got six figures of student loan debt from Penn. His alleged current job is very low prestige for an elite Penn JD/MBA. It also teases out he's from low class background, because otherwise you'd work somewhere with more cachet an uncle, grandfather or family friend hooked you up at. His professional peers at his dental office private equity shop (???) are all from degree mills. |
Every fraud claims they're some "private equity" or "venture capital" baller. Only complete rubes are conned by such a b.s. line. Prod this guy and ask a follow-up. Oh, I'm in the business of buying and selling dental practices. He's a glorified real estate agent.
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My husband is Southern and doesn't act like that. This man is fruity. |
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His smile is crooked with vampire canine teeth in his early 30s, which teases out his family was too poor to afford braces, as he's of the generation when everyone had braces in their teens. Especially ironic that his teeth are jacked when he's claiming to be some dental practice private equity hot shot. Only people conned by this dunce are simple rubes.
You could also tease out his old money lies by which fraternity he was in at UGA. Was he in a top tier, mid tier, low tier and maybe not even in Greek Life. |
In that case, good for them for monetizing their social media and doing their own thing. Not sure that getting knocked up at 26YO by a DH who works for daddy would be much more of a flex? But we know that doing anything for yourself or doing anything differently isn’t prioritized by their usual peer group. |
He literally never even works, just follows Pooks around the globe. |
In Georgia, it absolutely is a flex to be knocked up and living in a mansion by mid 20s. They’re both early 30s. They’re shameless con artist losers. |
| They’re living a lie. Look how bad this can turn out in the NY Post this week with “the real estate mogul” who just killed himself while the wife and kids were on vacation. Flat broke, only $8k in bank accounts. Yet she was on Instagram acting like they were filthy rich Hamptons elite. Hubby was actually like $40 MILLION in debt. |
Good point. Apparently when they met he had a black eye from a game. Seems pretty hetero to me |