While scrolling Insta by the fire as she was being hand-fed Nutella on Cape Seed Loaf by her glorious ginger Introvert The Sprink cracked the iso code within 4hrs of lockdown (TBH she knew it before but it was solidified with the melting Nutella by fire with bae so like… yeah).
It starts with a B and ends in a toxic NAAAAAAAAY.
So while you’re sitting there staring at your Inbox each Wed morning hoping for The Sprinkler email *its comin* The Sprink wishes to direct your brain, eyes and heart to the legendary, Miss BRITNAAAAAY’S INSTAGRAM
Is it her new cute summer dress she loves? The dance she did where she spun 17times, you guys?
Her buff boyfriend giving her roses while he makes her breakfast?
The time she burnt down her gym with two candles? Her love of dubbing new-clothes montages with Flamenco guitar tunes as she spin spins always forwards never upwards and forever twirling twirling twirling?
While we will never know the ingredients to bake this perfect cake, we will always be grateful that she is in control of her Insta account and not her finances. Or kids.