Jessica Mulroney Is Celebrating “After A Rough Few Months”, And Finally Knows Who The Assholes Are
Jessica Mulroney. The Toronto socialite stylist married to the son of Canada’s wannabe Ronald Reagan (Ben Mulroney, spawn of 80s Prime Minister Brian Mulroney) who found herself in deep shit back in June after she threatened to end the career of Black influencer Sasha Exeter over… I’m not even sure. Sasha posted about Black Lives Matter and Jessica narcissistically took it as an attack against her? LIABLE.
After a big public backlash and getting fired from her TV gigs, Jessica took a couple of months off Instagram. She returned mid-August with her usual content: kids, fashion, weddings, inspirational quotes, and vague allusions to an “exciting project”. Now she’s celebrating something mysterious, thanking her husband (who subsequently quit his job as the host of the entertainment show eTalk), and sharing the “silver lining” of her “rough few months”.
Here’s the post:
The caption says:
After a few rough months, something to FINALLY celebrate. Thank you for being by my side Benny. We’ve learnt so much. Thank you to our true friends for sticking by us. We could have never made it without you. Silver lining: we finally know the a**holes who we thought were our friends . Best gift we could have ever been given. Pardon my Manners
Initially, Jessica ended the post with “Pardon my French”, but some commenters didn’t understand the reference, so she went back and dumbed it down for those non-Quebecois plebs.
I find it fascinating that the person who threatened to ruin a Black woman’s career is the one playing the victim. She’s basically saying people like Ben’s former colleague Lainey “Lainey Gossip” Lui (who publicly called her out) and former bestie Meghan Markle (who allegedly cut ties with her post-scandal) are the assholes. Meh, I’d rather be the asshole who ditches the problematic nepotism baby than one of those “true friends”.
If anything, this caption proves Lainey right: Jessica was keeping track of everyone who went against her. And now that she’s back in success mode, she can finally exact sweet revenge, Toronto socialite-stylez! Which means she’ll… um, make sure the assholes aren’t admitted to ultra-exclusive SoHo House? That they’re snubbed by Holt Renfrew’s butler-bouncers? No more lame TIFF parties where the only “celeb” in attendance is the surprisingly short Jason Priestley? HA!