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So Gemma, when you come out, we're hooking up."The star also extended an invite for the reality TV star to pose in her infamous selfies.Speaking about who she'd like to see stay in the house following tonight's eviction, Karen said that she was hoping Nancy Dell'Olio would stick around: "She's the diva and glamour girl that we need in there."But like many viewers, she isn't a fan of Winston Mc Kenzie and branded him "vile" after he tried to get Tiffany Pollard into bed with him.
It’s not like other online dating sites, where you get to write a profile, and people might be interested in me because I seem funny, and we’re both Jewish, and it turns out we’re both from New Jersey and went to University of Michigan. But then suddenly I had multiple friends finding relationships on it. Right from the beginning, almost every guy I matched with went very quickly from “What are you up to? So does everyone have to weed through this many messages to find people that aren’t just looking for sex?” to super-sexual comments, mostly about my size: “I like em thick and you look THICK”; “Your chest makes me so hard right now”; “Can’t wait till we meet so we can titty-fuck.” I got lots of requests for the motorboat. None of the meet-cute Tinder stories I’d heard started with messages like, “Love those thick thighs, want to feel them wrapped around me.” .Sure, they may have encountered the occasional creepster, but those certainly weren’t the majority of the people contacting them like they were me.It wasn’t like I’d been messaging them for weeks or days or even 20 minutes — it was literally the first conversation: Him: “I don’t want to get out of bed.” Me: “You don’t have to! She saw my Tinder pictures and said they were “very dramatic” — she’s learned to use euphemisms like that when she’s talking about the way I look — but that’s just my mother.It’s supposed to rain anyway so no guilt.” Him: “Come join me.” Me: “Lol yeah I’m kind of out and about today.” Him: “Boo.” Him: “I’m sooo hard right now.” Him: :( At first I tried to think if I was maybe sending the wrong message with my profile photos. I mean, you want to put your best foot forward, so they’re shots of me when I was dressed up — like when I’m at my friend’s wedding, in a blue Vera Wang bridesmaid dress with sheer straps and a small V-neck that showed a little cleavage. I work in fashion and I’ve had the benefit of some of the best stylists in the industry teaching me what does and doesn’t work for my shape — a turtleneck widens me; a pencil skirt slims me. Probably a month or so in, I started to realize why these guys were so obsessed with talking about my body and so categorically un-interested in any other kind of conversation: They had a big-girl fetish.