A critique of Tamar Braxton's jewelry purchase and spending habits, arguing the chain is fake plastic and questioning why she spends heavily on a boyfriend who embarrasses her while neglecting family who've supported her.
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Oh, come on, Fleur-de-lis in the plastic. Let me tell you how it's not real. It's in plastic, girl. It's in plastic. That's how we know it's not real. Why is it in plastic? Pulled it out of a box so you can pull it out, pull it out some plastic. Oh, look at you spending money on your man that's always embarrassing you. Y'all, Tamar's so sad to me because I feel like You and this man, all y'all do is fight, okay? And we hate it, and we tired of seeing it because all he do is embarrass you, and you buy billboards, and you buy jewelry, and then you get on the internet and disparage your family, who is the only people that have always been there for your raggedy ass. That's what's bothersome to me, Tamar, is that regardless to what you say, you find more value in a relationship with this man that treats you like shit than you do with your own family.