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🍗 DeathfatAlexandra Rodriguez / Alexandra Irene Thomas / Learning to be Fearless - pathological liar, fake BoPo advocate, professional dropout, apex consumer, great big fatty, now a mother
Yeah, I did.
But yes, it’s still stupid in 2026 to name your child Sylvie. It also isn’t going sound good with Rodriguez nor professional when they get older:
All she can have is Tylenol, and it just dulls the '10/10' pain to a 6. She can't even drink water without the Tylenol. X to doubt forever, this bitch has no idea what a 10 is on the medical pain scale
She’s had a vaginal birth so she knows what real pain is, she’s just playing it up for attention. I’ve heard ER drs describe 10/10 pain as what you’d expect after being thrown through the front window of a vehicle in a car accident, but a complicated vaginal birth is also right up there.
For those that don’t know the Gastric Bypass comment relates to NSAIDs like Ibuprofen. It’s not that you can’t ever take them, but you can only take them short term and in conjunction with a PPI, to reduce the risk of ulcers. Alex has never had an ulcer so I’m sure she could get approved to use an NSAID for a week if she saw her own doctor. They just tend to say “no NSAIDs” after gastric bypass because of idiots like her.
This feels like a covert ad, but she admits she's been chatting with an Amazon Medical bot, and it's a free program since she subscribes to Amazon prime. And her little attention seeking munchie heart is finally satisfied.
She scoops up some more eye pus for later as she describes how she's ordered her next day delivery meds from Amazon, likely for illnesses she's not actually diagnosed with, because she accidentally admitted she's avoided her regular doctor and has been seeing "Dr. Google" on the side.
Maybe she’s looking for an Amazon Medical sponsorship, after all Anna O’Brien got one. There’s no reason to have not called her OB’s office and spoken to a midwife. They always have a 24 hour hotline because babies don’t care about office hours, and they are the most appropriate service for her to use at the moment.
New mom identity unlocked. She should shift into munchie mode, she would be so bad at faking her ailments, it'd be very entertaining. iPhone charging cord as a nasal cannula and all that, lol.
New mom identity unlocked. She should shift into munchie mode, she would be so bad at faking her ailments, it'd be very entertaining. iPhone charging cord as a nasal cannula and all that, lol.
I’m hoping for a munchie arc, and/or an “autism warrior mommy” arc, and/or major crash out when Thylvie arrives. I’m not sure whether she will continue to deny that Anderthon has delays, or if she’ll eventually doctor shop for a ‘tism diagnosis so she can monetize it. Regardless, she desperately needs some kind of new identity to get her views back up if she wants to continue making a living with this “career.”
Bitch needs to step up her game. I miss Anna I’ve been house bound a lot lately due to unpleasant pregnancy symptoms and need entertainment, damnit. If anyone can recommend other cows to get into during this trying time please shoot me a message!
I’ve been house bound a lot lately due to unpleasant pregnancy symptoms and need entertainment, damnit. If anyone can recommend other cows to get into during this trying time please shoot me a message!
RoseyBeeSnark subreddit, they post a weekly roundup about her happenings. Just scroll back and read through all the posts from the start. There's not a lot, but would definitely kill half a day just reading through. She used to be fat acceptance but then disavowed so I don't think I can post about her in the fat acceptance misc thread, otherwise I would. Here's a lil collage from her "hall of shame" reddit post to intrigue you
The pregnancy enhancement filters dialed up to 11, I'm dying!! That is NOT her belly or her legs or her profile and this disingenuous bitch knows it. The worst part is she's stupid enough to think we DONT know it.
Good god. This might be the fattest post I’ve ever seen.
This one is fat and also cringe. For reference she’s tagging one of the real housewives of Rhode Island as if they’re old pals about to share a watermelon? But I think we all know she’ll be eating the whole thing by herself in one sitting.
This one is fat and also cringe. For reference she’s tagging one of the real housewives of Rhode Island as if they’re old pals about to share a watermelon? But I think we all know she’ll be eating the whole thing by herself in one sitting.
Ngl I will wreck half a watermelon after a hot day outside, but she doesn't actually go outside, and yeahhhh tagging reality TV freaks in a bad joke is super cringe.
Instagram stories, featuring food, because of course:
She'd lose at least some weight if she could break her habit of having to have a snack while watching TV. She won't, of course, but it would be the sensible thing to do.
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She claims she's finally getting her voice back, as if she ever lost it in the first place. She's forcing some scratchy, breathy bullshit.
She claims she was losing her mind, not vlogging. She needs attention like she needs a CPAP!
She says it's Monday, and she's probably going to post this day-of, because they need the fucking money.
She says yesterday was Father's Day, so this is uncharacteristically timely for her. She claims she didn't start to improve until this past weekend, despite seeming perfectly fine in her plague video.
She apologizes for sounding annoying, but not for being annoying, boo. She claims it sounds worse than it is, and it's a MIRACLE, the pain is gone.
She relives her pity party anyway as she explains, for anyone who 'missed it', that she had HF&MD, and that swallowing felt like swallowing glass.
She tries to push the narrative that she's NOT a disgusting pig person, but that HF&MD CAN give you pink eye willy nilly for no reason.
That's why she's forced to wear her fugly glasses you see.
She advertises the brand for the glasses, and pushes their magnetic geriatric clip on sunglasses feature.
She was super spreading like it was the goddamn Olympics for Father's Day; they went to Newport, and to her grandma's house, because all parasites love easy prey.
She continues to reiterate how much better she's been feeling, but can't explain why she looks like microwaved shit.
She claims Yar had Friday off and they had 'quality family time' this weekend. I.E., Yar managed the offspring.
She doesn't mention it at all in this video, but she's quick to address it in the comments!
However, her redditards spotted the nails much sooner, at LEAST 4 days ago. And she didn't have bright pink nails in her delulu striped pajama pants ad...
Anyway she's bored of victimhood, she needs praise, she has so many packages to open and vapid thoughts to share with unwilling listeners!
"Because naturally, when you're sick, what do you do? Online shop." Yikes, this angle!
(Great show btw)
Oh but JK it was just necessities! Like more fucking clothes for Anderson (and more importantly, herself), and food restocks. Man, she really burns through her reserves when she's forced to stay home!
She says it's officially the first day of her third trimester, and this pregnancy is just flying by. I disagree, I feel like I've experienced multiple friends have kids in the span of her pregnancy, I think time is warping out of boredom.
She complains that there's still so much to do that she's been putting off for some good forsaken reason, like setting up the new nursery!
She claims she needs to prioritize planning her baby sprinkle, because ofc she deserves a party to celebrate somehow not killing another fetus with her fucked up eating habits. She says she WOULD have planned it while she was sick and had down time, but she was just SO SICK, you know?? Also, did you guys know Alex was sick recently??
She rambles about how she just wants to do normal stuff again, and feel normal, she's totally over the sickly Victorian waif arc, not enough direct attention from that. So she's going to wear makeup even though she hates wearing makeup with glasses, God please shoot me out back out of pity, I do not fucking care.
In her delusional boredom, of course, she found a new hairstyle, 'dragon braids', and she just KNOWS this will make her look 100lbs lighter!
She bought herself a tub of clear elastic bands just for the occasion.
She begins to walk us through this special needs tutorial on how to braid your own hair.
She begins blathering on about Love Island, skip!!
She finished all of love island, and has the gall to call it boring. Now she's starting another equally brain damagingly stupid show, Casa Amor. She's excited to give me brain damage talking about it.
She leaves in a clip of herself watching the TikTok tutorial again.
She has herself in 2x speed for this clip, and it's weird seeing her move at a normal human pace.
"Moment of truth for our first..."
Friendless Stinky Annoying Girl's Yearbook Photo
She remembers a missed step and is much happier with it, once she 'bubbles' the hair.
"This is obviously not a tutorial you guys."
She laughs her stupidity away, claims she has nothing to lose because she's probably just staying home today, but then remembers she wants to go to the grocery store. As she's saying this, she wipes her pug nose, then immediately wipes her fucking hair.
Sigh.
She rambles about her stupid new show, focusing on her current fangirl obsession, a contestant who USED to be a plus sized model, apparently. She must feel so inspired, she's just like these other, far more interesting people!
"This looks so bad, what's going on?!"
She admits being fat and doing the bare minimum makes her sweat and fogs up her glasses.
In relation to the performances on the TV show: "it's gonna be a REAL good rest of the week!!" I hate to be repetitive, but she doesn't, so, GET A LIFE BITCH.
She tard claps and stims to the thought of stranger fucking on national TV
God, that profile. And that's with her neck and face stretched all the way out!
More shut-in stimming
She finishes her first 'braid', admits she's not the best at this, and complains. She sucks, she hates it.
She asks to be permitted to shut the fuck up and focus off camera, and I could not agree faster.
"Okay for my first time, it's not horrible, it's definitely not like great..."
LOL
I'm just now realizing this is her target sweater, that is clearly supposed to be off the shoulder, but sits on her linebacker shoulders like a stretched out boat neck lol.
She gives up, she's keeping the look, because just this small amount of effort has her sweating like outdoor physical labor. Man, I would actually enjoy giving her a ride along on a day in my life, lol. She would have complaint vlog material for WEEKS!
She says she's finally having some "caffeination".
She starts to complain, and it seems like she's about to say 'i haven't had caffeine since I got sick', but apparently she realizes not a single fucking soul would believe that, so she stops herself and claims she's not going to complain. HA
Retarded Amidala tells us she's going to show us all the plastic garbage she ordered while sick, and that she had an "epiphany", that her dark floors and dark wood furniture makes her living room too dark, so she wants to change things up.
We're starting strong: the PR advertising worked, she loved the L'Oreal shampoo she got so much, that she ordered more.
The reason she likes it so much? It smells like a hair salon.
She bought it in a larger size from Amazon.
She eye fucks herself in the viewfinder and is reminded that she has another mommy and me vacation to cape Cod next month!! She claims Anderson and her cousins are going, too.
The comments share my concerns.
Yana is wrong, she announced it after her pregnancy, I think. But she's off about the military topic; Yar is reserves, his schedule is light and predictable, in my understanding. This fuckwad went to rally school on an apparent whim, he can go to the DR on a well thought out plan.
Anyway, she got got by an Instagram ad for Anderson, again.
She's a corporations wet dream.
To nobody's surprise, it's a onesie, because the effort of dressing her son normally is just too much to ask, always.
The gimmick that hooked her is that the back is permanently open with a layered hole, for easy access. Sigh again.
It's "mostly bamboo" material, so she feels just like Nara Smith!
She slips back into her comfort zone, complaining. She's in such a "hard phase" with Anderson and diaper changes right now.
She claims he's so unruly she has to call in Yar the Orderly to hold his legs and arms down. Not kidding.
She has to insert her contractually obligated poop mention, then shows the other onesies.
She got 18-24mo size, and claims he still fits a lot of 18mo stuff. Poor kid.
I love when she shows off her peak performance physique!
She notices she has K18 PR in the pile, then realizes she didn't need to buy more shampoo because she has K18 PR shampoo already... And decides too late, fuck it, lawl.
Waste all, want all!
She got more air wash dry shampoo, and raves about how much she loves it. She reminds us she used it this morning, which, we could assume as much.
She offhandedly mentions doing a giveaway soon, so prep those keyboard fingers gals, you too can own Alex Rodriguez's second hand freebies!!!
She bought Anderson his own washcloths for his monthly baths, to keep in his bathroom, because she's tired of waddling all the way to her bathroom for a washcloth. I'm having amberlynn flashbacks.
She claims the rest is clothing for herself, and wonders aloud if she should bother to show us now, because she's SO SUPER DUPER PREGGO!
This looks like the same belly, right??!!
Yeah, totally!!
She's claiming now that she didn't actually have much maternity wear from Andersons pregnancy (that she can fit into still) left over, so she bought more plus sized, non-maternity clothes that she assumes is fatty pregnancy friendly, but she wants to wait until she can make herself look presentable before she does an over filtered Instagram shill haul for us. She says her clothes are just so uncomfortable right now.
Can't imagine why.
She also admits she doesn't have the energy to changes clothes more than once a day. She tries to blame it on overdoing it over the weekend, and still healing from being sick. Def not the extra 150lbs she's lugging around (sans baby).
She just wants us to shut up, stop demanding the least from her, and let her ramble on camera for sheckles, goddamnit!!
Anyway, her living room!
She hasn't spent this much time stuck at home in a while, so she's bored of it.
She claims one of her biggest regrets with having a custom built house was picking dark hardwood floors.
Literally cannot relate. Boo!!
She plops herself down to conserve energy for this round of complaints. She hates that it forces her to stay on top of cleaning her goddamn house, which she has a robot for now anyway.
She tries to parrot the concept of her house facing the south, so that she has natural daylight on one side of the house in the morning, and on the other side in the evening, but clearly has no fucking idea what she's saying and butchers it. She complains about how the earth rotates and how it isn't bright in her house all day
She's NOT going to change the floors she hates, even she can't pretend she can afford that lol, so the target is the black cabinets.
She fucking RAMBLES about the size and source of the cabinets, and how she's on the hunt for a lighter color match. YAWN
She revisits her "coastal energy" infatuation, wanting to bring the cheap boomer retirement in Florida aesthetic to her home.
She rambles about the tedious details of her vision for the room, putting the lack of interest in preparing for her quickly arriving newborn front and center. She's unbelievably vapid and selfish.
She's going to move these darker pillows to the playroom, and, you guys, she just CAN NOT understand why the quality of the playroom pillows is apparently so low!!! They're so gross and falling apart now!! Almost as if they were... Purposely relegated to... A room where a toddler is left alone to entertain themselves...
HER playroom deserves an upgrade and refresh, goddamnit!!
And fuck this rug too! It's too dark and boring and she needs stimulation in her habitat.
She rambles about wanting a light colored jute rug (which the comments push back against), and she shows poor baby boy Bruno, in what is probably his usual spot, bored out of his mind. She does not acknowledge him.
But we WILL be going to homegoods and target and Amazon soon!!!
Factory reject milkmaid doll?
Transition to the kitchen, when she starts strong by complaining about being exhausted by filming herself rambling about her living room vision (mental energy is the most rare in her environment). She ordered grocery pick ups, thankfully, instead of going in and pawing at everything.
She reminds us that she's not sponsored (ANYMORE), but she rarely wears her glasses so she is excited to actually use all the stupid accoutrements she's purchased for them.
She says she's going to "unbox" her groceries, and starts with the most important item: her favorite ice cream of the moment.
She claims she's just loving a little scoop of ice cream after dinner lately...
Eggs.
She saw an ad was texted by a friend and told the Casa Amor episode tonight will be two hours long, and she can't wait.
Yar is a trendier biatch than Alex, and has been having a lot of matcha lemonades lately apparently, so she got lemonade.
She tries to like matcha too, because the skinny girls do, but she only likes it occasionally with full sugar lemonade.
She got two more jugs of pea milk for Anderson, and she's entertained by the 'cute' packaging of the overpriced slave labor raspberries.
She reads the inside of the lid and cums a little bit: "Fruit punch raspberry gummies melt in your mouth?! Well, okay!"
She claims every time Driscolls advertises their sweetest batch, she HAS to buy it, because "it really does taste like candy!" We have to watch her eat and mouth breathe.
"This hair looks so bad, I gotta take it out, why do I try..."
Because it's your fucking JOB
She picked up some ingredients to make gyros for dinner, pitas and hummus.
Cherries, FOR ANDERSON.
Yogurt FOR YAR
Health halo packaged food FOR ANDERSON
Pre-prepped sweet potatoes and sweet potato tater tots (?) for sloppy Joe casserole
A YUGE bunch of bananas
These look like oranges but she calls them mandarins
Deli meats and pre-seasoned chicken breasts
Plain chicken breasts for the gyros (?)
She immediately wipes her face after handling raw (though, yes, technically packaged, but come on) chicken.
She says she already has tzatziki, cucumber, and feta on hand.
Boxed parm risotto
And another fucking unripe pineapple. She is fiending for sugar.
She reaches lovingly for her box of raspberries. She lets us know that Anderson very conveniently doesn't care for raspberries, so she got those just for herself
She mom larps again and tries desperately but fails spectacularly to be relatable, ranting about kid food phases.
After showing an absurd amount of bananas, she claims Anderson doesn't like them right now.
She transitions to two feet away and sitting, telling us she's having half a leftover tuna sandwich for lunch (barf). She has a Sephora package too.
She laughs at her malapropisms and claims she's getting back in the swing of vlogging, as if anything she does takes skill and practice.
She's been waiting desperately for this lip liner stain to get restocked, and she finally found it.
She also got their staining lip oil, and claims this is all she bought, but the box s awfully big for two little sticks.
She wants to put the stains to the test; try them on now, eat her gross lunch, then see if the stain is still stained.
She claims this nude shade is incredibly popular and was sold out for so long. She's very excited to have these precious items.
She's wearing her rage bait bracelet again, but apparently not Anderson's?
She over lines her lips and poorly describes the product details.
She loves it, she shows off her rim job specialist style.
@Diet Coke 4 Life will be absolutely irritated to know that the queen of too-soon-season-pushing is irritated by seeing ads for fall consumption.
She somehow learned about summer solstice, says it's just now officially summer, and that's where her mind is at. She wants to go lay on the beach like the infamous dynamite whale from Oregon.
She wants to go to a "beach beach, with waves". Not to swim home to her people, but to lay there gathering cancer and listening to the waves.
Here's the oil tube.
She complains that she doesn't normally like lip oils, but she saw a video of a skinnier, prettier, younger, more successful and more interesting influencer using these exact products, so here she goes!!
"Okay, immediately, love the color... So cute, right???"
She complains that the lip oil texture is indeed like a lip oil. She clearly appears to dislike it besides crowing about loving the color. She says it feels like a greasy lip balm.
While she waits for it to dry, she shows another PR package she got.
She tells us she was cleared to use cough suppressant during her illness. She probably annoyed the doctor into giving her whatever she wanted just to make her go away. Or let Amazon AI tell her she's allowed.
"Your K Beauty lip routine essentials! Cute!"
She got her current favorite lip product from Laneige in the package, a lip serum that she says isn't a serum but a gloss, in the 'flavor' Sprinkles.
She says the sent other shades too, and she clearly doesn't want them at all, because she reiterates the need to do a hand-me-down giveaway.
She finds a lip glowy balm, then settles into a begrudgingly half assed ad for Laneige lip products. She's an actual detriment to brand image, a la Anna O'Brien (rip).
She seems annoyed that she feels obligated to go through this PR box, despite it being items she allegedly uses daily and really likes. She's 'happy' to get more night lip mask.
She got new lip tints and is obsessed with the 'cute' packaging.
She wonders if they are stains or tints, says she doesn't know, and absolutely does not read the enclosed info.
She struggles with another product, pondering what it could be and how she could possibly open it. It's translucent powder.
She coos over a truly cute travel bag. She has dropped all pretense of still sounding sick at this point.
She finally reads the recommended use instructions on the box.
"Yar and I have been very into like grinders lately." Between this and the bagels, I cannot believe she hasn't been forced to admit gestational diabetes.
She eyefucks herself again to check the status of the stain, then thankfully unhinges her jaw to swallow her sandwich whole off camera.
She transitions, "okay the moment of truth... I have not looked at my lips..." Yet they are fascinatingly a different shape.
Reddit was so right for this one:
She appears unimpressed and wonders if it needed to sit longer before smothering it with food.
She rubs her supposedly infected eye and touches her face to pose for the camera. She doesn't like it.
She wipes off the liner, and decides stains suck and always turn out more pink than the original color.
She decides she's done enough effort for her pay pigs today, declaring she's been talking all morning and needs to give her perfectly normal seeming voice a rest. I am just now realizing this life long feeling vlog has only been one morning in real time . She pretends she missed working soooo much, and "I'm going to vlog until I'm elderly." So we will have milk for about 20 more years.
She tries to eat us too before finally fucking off.
TL;DR: Alex makes a single morning feel like two decades in a gulag. She complains for 35 minutes, talks about reality TV, fucks up her hair, picks up groceries, opens packages she impulse ordered while bored and stuck at home, eats, and plays with lip stain. I hate myself for watching this, don't be like me, kids.
YAWN
I’ve been house bound a lot lately due to unpleasant pregnancy symptoms and need entertainment, damnit. If anyone can recommend other cows to get into during this trying time please shoot me a message!
. She pretends she missed working soooo much, and "I'm going to vlog until I'm elderly." So we will have milk for about 20 more years.
