"Sorry, loves," she typed into a new story, covering the real pain with a GIF of a laughing kitten. "My phone died for a sec. Back to the glam!"
The tearful moment wasn't scheduled.
She had just posted a cheery photo of her "organized closet"—a lie, as the floor behind her was covered in PR packages she hadn't opened. The caption read: Grateful for this soft life. selebgram
Being a selebgram looked like a dream from the outside. In her highlights, there were private jets (sponsored by a local airline), glowing skin (a paid partnership with a dubious collagen drink), and a fairytale romance with a guitarist named Ben (whose main job was holding her phone). "Sorry, loves," she typed into a new story,