Erin Breeler is wearing kitten ears. Even for a Monday, this is a new low.
She looks phenomenal on camera. The bedroom behind her has been lit perfectly. Her duvet has this Moroccan pattern with a matching lamp. Her dressing table is covered in cards and photos. It’s all so professional and perfect. She tilts her head in the classic Erin way and starts speaking.
“Hi! Do you like my ears? So, basically, a whole load of you have been saying, ‘Erin, PLEASE do a vlog. Please.’ And yeah. Okay. With pleasure. And this is going to be about makeup and fashion and styling because … that’s what I do. I think when you come on here, you want to get away from all the awful stuff that’s going on in your life. You don’t want to be thinking about solving problems and how to deal with social embarrassment. This is all about looking good and feeling good and NOT—”
(And she laughs this really annoyingly sweet but EVIL laugh.)
“—about how you recover from falling over.…”
I turn it off.
I just don’t want to watch any more.
But I can’t stop myself looking. I turn it back on.
Erin demonstrates different ways to wrap a scarf so it can be a sarong, a top, a headscarf, and a skirt. She also shows how you can tie it to make a bag. THEN she gets a pair of thick tights and shares her secrets to the perfect rip.
It’s an epic watch.
Erin’s latest vlog is a fashion triumph.
My latest vlog is about dropping your lunch.
Already, she has had almost the same number of views as my cat vlog.
I think a break from vlogging is a very good idea indeed. I would also like a break from other people. Dave snuggles beside me. She may be wild, but she understands a bad mood created by a good vlog better than any human ever could.