If you were unfortunate enough to somehow get emotionally invested in the most recent season of ‘Married At First Sight‘ like I did, there’s a chance you are still crapping your dacks over the double-whammy shock twist of Susan deciding not to commit to Sean and Nadia opting to stick it out with Anthony.
It seems life is just cruelly unfair – Sean and Susan were rays of sunshine in a show otherwise filled with squabbling assholes, whereas Anthony would surely be crowned King of Assholes if a) that was a real title and b) Jonesy didn’t already have it. But those are the breaks, and we must deal with it.
Although the season is winding up, it means were are entering the arguably more exciting period: the time people start breaking their non-disclosure agreements or are spotted making out with other people from the show than their pretend spouse on a beach in Thailand somewhere. Or, as we call it for short: drama o’clock.
In the spirit of drama o’clock, the great bastion of journalism and credibility that is ‘Woman’s Day‘ is running a story about a ‘MAFS‘ pregnancy scandal accompanied with this very candid, very real photo of Nadia:
In case the picture is too subtle, it appears that Nadia has been caught unaware by a photographer (you can see how shocked she is) at the exact moment that she is reaching for a pregnancy test (on sale, good thinking) at what appears to be a supermarket or a chemist (high ceilings and relatively small section dedicated to condoms, lube and pregnancy tests would seem to indicate a supermarket, but I’m no expert).
If we take the photo on face value, we’re being asked to believe that a photographer has been following Nadia at every waking moment for an opportunity such as this, tailed her through the aisles until she arrived at the ‘sex stuff’ section (technical term), and revealed their presence the very moment her fingers made contact with the packaging, ultimately snapping this wonderfully illustrative picture.
She’s also surprisingly well done up for someone who is making a trip to the shops for the apparent sole purpose of buying a single item, but I guess this is in contrast to the fact that I only ever go to the supermarket after 6pm and generally do so looking like a complete pile of shit.
An insane conspiracy theorist might posit that the image was staged – taken specifically for this very purpose as an advertising stunt – but that’s some serious tin foil hat type thinking which we shall not entertain.
Photo: Woman’s Day.
