As most of my friends know, I have recently been swept up in the mess that is  "Celebrity Big Brother"... Like most, I was tuning in this season to watch our little American emotional roller coaster Trisha Paytas. As she cried, ate, and weaved tall tales.. 

Well, Trisha couldn't  keep her shit toether long enough and bailed week two. But I was already so invested (since it's on EVERY NIGHT in the U.K) and didn't want to bail... So I needed a new person to hitch my wagon to. 

ENTER JEMMA LUCY... 

Now, I will confess that I had very minimal prior knowledge of her. Only a few random things on Tumblr, and I will continue this confession by saying I still don't know much about her.. But what I do know is, she parties, changes her hairstyle a lot, owns one Louboutin clutch, AND may be a bigger shit stirrer than even myself...

SO, at the moment Jemma Lucy is MY queen of England.