Here she is, the ginger whinger whining on Oprah. Boo hoo, she didn’t get invited to the wedding. Boo hoo, she would have liked to have helped her daughters get ready (think they had all the help they needed). Boo hoo, she takes solace in knowing that Prince William’s mother was also absent (because she was dead, love. Not because she wasn’t invited).
Poor little rich girl. And can anyone explain how with so much money, so many connections, so many cheques from the likes of Weight Watchers she can be bankrupted. Sort it out. Get a job.