Fast forward to June. I had partied all night at the Maxim party when I had about 10 back to back calls from Philipp at 11AM. I finally answered and he said “I’m over the ocean landing in NYC and I want to meet you again. I left my girlfriend and I want to see you.” I was shocked and confused. I said no initially and my instincts told me not to go but I convinced myself that maybe I hadn’t given it a fair chance. He booked my flight and I went to my best friends house (Durrani) and dropped my car off so it didn’t just sit in my driveway. The rest is history.....sort of. Here’s where it gets interesting. What should have been a normal love affair was far from the reality. I didn't know that he had a girlfriend at the time. He told me he left her in Milan and I went into it blind. From the moment people found out that we were dating I was relentlessly attacked. They claimed I stole her boyfriend, I was a home wreaker and so on. As I stated in a previous blog post, I choose to ignore the disgusting online trolls and fake accounts that are made about me but at the beginning it was unavoidable. It came out of nowhere and I wasn’t used to it yet. Not that it’s anything anyone should ever get “used to,” but I’m strong and none of it bothers me now. A page popped up that would harass me and tag his entire family, my family and friends. It didn’t just stop there, it escalated and more and more pages were made. Luckily, he didn’t give a shit at all. When I say at all, I mean AT ALL. He’s never been one to give a fuck what anyone thinks of him so this implied to these hate accounts as well. The point is, it was very draining and dramatic for me. For the average person, I don’t know that they could ever handle what I did. I'm immune to it now but here's an example. I was on a boat in Saint Barth’s with Alexa and Alec and she had been posted (once) on the Dirty.com (a blog that defames and bullies any and everyone) and she had the biggest fit you’ve ever seen. She was hysterically crying screaming at Alec to “get it down get it down now.” I remember thinking to myself “Oh Girl! If only you knew, that ain’t shit. So wipe your fucking tears and get over it because the world is cruel you better toughen up." It’s not fun but at the end of the day who gives a shit what rumors people spread. You have to have thick skin when you choose to broadcast your life to the public. After some time had passed Philipp and I went on to live a pretty incredible life together, or at least thats how I portrayed it to the public. Let me be clear, I wasn't trying to fake it for Instagram. I didn't wake up and think "What can I do today to pretend I'm happy." I was happy a lot of the time, and naturally I just made the best of it. I didn’t want that much attention/drama but since I was thrust into it, why not have fun with it if I'm going to live it was my mentality. The problem was nothing was mine. It’s not like I was some girl sitting in a village waiting to be saved. I gave MY life and business up in Beverly Hills, CA for a man. You may be thinking "well you got a lot out of it" or “you knew better, but still decided to be with him” and that’s my point. I did choose to and lost myself and that wasn't worth any image or dollar amount. I had dated many successful men and never felt the feeling I felt in our relationship. Its quiet an unexplainable feeling honestly, but that’s why I want to try and explain what it did to me where I am today. I don’t need to go into details about the relationship because most of it played out on Instagram. The good, the bad and the ugly. Let’s just say it was very turbulent behind the scenes and I started to wake up every day just wishing I was back in the United States having a fucking Nespresso coffee in my own fucking house, driving my own fucking cars and hanging with my own fucking friends. See how many times I said MY OWN! I clearly can’t emphasize that part enough. I was so isolated while in Europe. I spoke to one girlfriend of mine as often as possible, but at the time I was working non stop (10-15 hour days) for Philipp and he didn’t really like for me to use my phone. Speaking of using the phone, he makes you flush your sim card and get a new one the first week you meet him. Yea, mhmmm. Anyway, the attention is to be on him at all times. I’ve dated many men in power but none of them as ego driven as him. I too have a huge ego, so you can imagine that this didn’t go over very well on a daily basis. I started to suffocate and felt like a prisoner. I was way too intelligent to just sit there and I wasn’t being compensated for all my hard work. When I say hard work I mean HARD WORK. He fired his head designer just two weeks into knowing me and told me I was to take over her position. Part of me was flattered and the other part of me was like what the actual fuck! I was working so much for free. Yes, I got nice gifts (just to shut me up) and lived a nice life but something just didn’t sit right with me. Time was flying by and I wasn’t getting any younger. On top of that, I had so many dreams/ideas/goals of my own that just kept getting pushed aside. I desperately wanted to do more. He refers to it as "paradise" but I always called it the “Golden Prison.” I made the best of it and became so close with all of his employees. I loved working with them and they loved having me as a voice since he didn't listen to a word they had to say. Maybe if he actually allowed them to display thier greatness you would see incredible collections. Most of them came from Dolce, DSquared or Balmain. They are super talented but at the end of the day, Plein has the final say. I learned so much so fast and for that I'm forever greatful. I could have never lasted as long as I did just sitting around while he worked all day. Literally, he will stay up for 30 hours straight working his ass off. Sober. No drugs, no alcohol, just pure adrenaline. I will forever commend his work ethic, it's unmatched. And for the record HE OWNS HIS COMPANY! There are no secret investors, no Russians or whatever the rumors may be. I've sat through 10 hour meetings going through all his finances and I can promise you, those are all rumors. He was/is building a monster empire and that's all good for HIM, but what good was that going to do me in 5 years? I wasn't even allowed to go the mall alone let alone a dinner or a club. It just became heavy and harder each day. I’m not complaining just simply giving you guys an idea of what was going on. Once I started feeling homesick I couldn’t get it out of my head. I was getting older and the more time that went by I realized it was imperative that I leave and take care of myself. Hence - Life After!
I left him a few times. Many weren’t public. The first time I left, I stayed in a hotel for the night before my flight. He must’ve called me 50 times and I didn’t answer. He then proceeded to call the hotel phone and begged me not to leave. It didn't work. I had a 10AM flight out of Milan and when I arrived at the airport he was waiting in his Rolls-Royce, in the same outfit from the night before begging me not to go. It took everything in me to make the decision to get on the airplane and head back to Los Angeles. I was in LA for about a week when I was persuaded yet again to meet him in New York. Part of this was public (on Instagram) because he had his ex girlfriend back in the mix. Unfortunately, it basically became a competition. Looking back it was pathetic but in the moment you don't realize it. It was master triangulation on his part, and it worked. I went back to NY on one basis, I wouldn't have to work for him anymore. I told him I'm either your girlfriend or your employee, I can't be both. I can't put my all into your business until 3AM every night and then have to be sexy and have sex with you. It just didn't work. By the end of the work day I couldn't stand him and I was exhausted. He agreed I wouldn't have to work. That lasted all of two weeks because he knew me too well. He knew my love for fashion and I was too Intelligent and bored to sit around all day. Reverse psychology at it's finest. Back to work I went and made the best of it for about 7 months. Just after the Amfar Gala, what the world thought was so wonderful, I left him. That night was FAR from what it appeared to be. Long story short, it fucking sucked. Like most things with him, it's all for a quick pic or Instagram story. I had to sit the entire time, couldn't mingle, couldn't say hello to long time friends and had the worst time. He paid $150,00 for two tables and we left before dinner had even arrived. It was always like this with him but this was the last straw for me. One time at his fashion show in NYC, a group of my girlfriends flew from Miami to come to his show. Friends of mine for over 12 years. I wasn't allowed to even say hello. I was kept in the backroom after the show and we had the biggest fight ever. I freaked out! I couldn't believe I wasn't "allowed" to say hello to my closest friends. Better yet, I couldn't even introduce my boyfriend to my friends?! Yea. I have countless experiences like that one, but I allowed it so why even bitch about it now.
I left him just before my 30th birthday. I stayed around Europe and had the most incredible summer of my life to this day. I felt so free and excited for my future. I traveled for months with my best friend before returning back to LA at the end of July 2018. When I got back to LA I was on such a high. I was high on life. It felt so exhilarating to be back in my comfort zone with my best friend and familiar surroundings. I thought “this is going to be a piece of cake.” I couldn’t wait to get started on everything that I had left behind. BUT! What I failed to comprehend was NOTHING WAS THE SAME. What I left behind no longer existed. I didn’t have the same friends. I didn’t have my home. I didn’t have 4 cars in the driveway and I didn’t even have 90% of my belongings. When I left him, I left with a few suitcases so he had to ship everything back and it took almost 2 months. He shipped it all to his warehouse in Germany and made me wait for it hoping I would just give in and go back. During these months the world watched as a new girl arrived at his house everyday, meanwhile he was calling me daily nonstop to come back "home." Yes, we ALL watched this messy ass summer play out on social media and no, it wasn't fun but oddly enough I wasn't sad. I knew it was all for my attention and again, I was just so happy to be back in LA I didn't give a shit. I had to pretend that once my stuff arrived I would go back knowing damn well I wouldn't. Eventually 32 huge boxes arrived at my friends door. Yes, 32! Lord only knows what the fuck was in 32 boxes. I have no idea to this day. I think I donated about 20 of the boxes filled with shoes, apparel and accessories to the homeless. My girlfriend and I put it all in an alley and the next day it was gone. Somewhere there is someone in head to toe Plein living their best life, or so I hope. What I thought was going to be a smooth, easy and liberating transition very quickly turned into a stressful depression. At the time I was plastered on 7 billboards over LA. One of the most expensive/desirable ones being on the nightclub 1Oak. They stayed up for over 3 months. I used to live in a mansion in the hills just a year before meeting Philipp right near there and I could only dream about being on a billboard. Now I was on 7! Wow! I would drive up and down Sunset Boulevard staring at myself thinking “what the fuck is life”. An entire fashion campaign of me in magazines and the billboards I had dreamt of were finally a reality and I kid you not, I had never felt so empty. I never imagined I would get so dark and I never imagined it would last as long as it did. Here I was, right back where I do desperately wanted to be yet I was sooooo lost. Like I said, my life I gave up didn’t exist anymore. How could I be so stupid to think it was going to be so easy. I left him (a few times) and I was okay with the break up part, that was the least of my problems. To this day, besides my childhood, this transition was the absolute hardest thing I had ever went through. Why? Well because for starters, it was REALLY public. If you thought the hater accounts disappeared, you obviously live under a rock. Of course these accounts couldn’t wait for my downfall and turned more and more malicious. No one knew the real story. No one knew what was going on they just assumed/posted the worst. They didn’t know that I would wake up to 40 missed calls from Philipp begging me to come back for months. Did I consider it, of course I did. All the time. But why would I come so far just to turn back. I had to deal with that aspect as well as figuring out what fuck I was going to do now that the world was mine again and everyone was watching. For someone so intelligent I didn’t feel smart at all. I felt like I failed, like I did something wrong for wanting my independence. The psychology behind it all is just so fucking bizarre. Speaking of psychology, I’m absolutely obsessed with it. Like I said before, if I had finished school I 100% would have been a social worker or something along those lines. I swear it’s my calling. Anyway, it was like I had to learn something so basic as walking all over again. But how?! How come it was so hard? How come I was so lost? I was relentlessly asking myself these questions which only put myself deeper and deeper into the darkness. Is this why women stay? Is this why people live an empty life just for security or survival? I started questioning everything and instead of flourishing I became very depressed. This depression lasted FOREVER. I’ve always gone up and down but this was by far the longest depression I’ve experienced. I think it lasted almost 7 months. 7 months of pure agony, confusion and defeat. I moved out of my friends place and in with my brother. I chose to because I was genuinely concerned for my wellbeing. I started partying hard, recreationally taking drugs and sleeping all day. Luckily, I’ve never had a drug addiction but I definitely turned to drugs as a suppressant during this time. I was either high or asleep for what felt an eternity. I had really high paying influencer contracts with major brands and I couldn’t even bring myself to take a picture. I was losing a ton of money a month (more than some people make in a year) just because I couldn’t put my make up on and take a simple fucking photo. After a few months at my brothers house I decided to get my own place again. Slowly I started feeling better and was no longer taking drugs. I went the extreme opposite way and didn’t even drink alcohol for a long time. I was still feeling low and lost but I was blessed to be able to start working again on what I enjoy most, fashion. I did my first swimsuit collaboration which allowed my brain to be creatively stimulated again and pushed myself daily to get out of my depression. I had to constantly make a conscious effort just to stay sane. We shot the campaign with a huge Hollywood photographer, and to this day its one of my favorite photo shoots ever. The collaboration was a huge success. I sold hundreds of swimsuits and it was affirmation to myself that I can start to be Morgan again. I needed this. I needed reassurance that I had chose the right path. I was proud of myself again. This proudness turned to power and I started to regain that. Since then I've gone on to make 2 more swim collections and I'm currently on my 4th one. My 2nd collection, "Reve Roses" did $50,000 in sales in just 10 days. Thats a lot of fucking bikinis people, and thats a hell of a reason to be proud. I also took all my knowledge from working in fashion in Milan, Switzerland and Istanbul and started my own fashion brand. Pre Covid-19 it was to launch this summer and was all my own original designs, all funded by me and I am able to work with my best friend. I started Still That Bitch, I have employees, responsibility and drive. I found the courage to launch this website in April that I started back in November 2019 still doubting and worrying beacuse yes, I still have to remind myself of my power. It's constant. I still have to push myself and make sure I keep a healthy mindset in order to make a living. Everything was done for me for yearsss. I didn't have to make my bed, wash my clothes, make my coffee, drive a car...you get the picture. It's a slow process, at least for me and thats okay. I even found love again. Real love. A best friend who is supportive and allows me to be me in every aspect. I am sober (weed and alcohol don't count obviously) grateful and proud of myself.
So many women need to hear this. I know it, I feel it and they message me constantly. I said 80% of the messages I receive are about beauty/surgery but honestly, I feel like I get just as many asking me "How did you leave, I'm so unhappy and don't know what to do" or messages praising me for being "so strong" when in reality I was a disaster for such a long time. I wasn't strong at all. Just goes to show that social media really is a false world and you can portray anything you want. Literally anything. Do you know how many couples I know (rich couples) who are so miserable. Hell, some of you reading this even know them. Why do these women stay? To show off? To be excepted in a hierarchy? Esteem needs encompass confidence, strength, self-belief, personal social acceptance, and respect from others. These needs are represented as one of the key stages in achieving contentedness or self-actualization. While esteem is an internal quality, we are affected by external factors, such as validation and approval from our peers. I get it, but is it really worth it just so people accept you? Do you really want people to accept you based on your boyfriend/husbands bank account. I guess for some the answer is yes, but for me it's a hard no. I lived and I learned and you can too. Don't sell yourself short. Don't be afraid of the future as a single independent woman. Take the good with the bad and hold your head high. Demand respect and the universe will reward you in return.
Like all my posts, I definitely could have gone on to say much more. I started writing this in April and as I finish it today I feel like this is enough. Yes, I skipped the part where I went back to him last year for 3 months because it was short lived and I selfishly went back. I went back almost just to prove I could, which was wrong. Him and I spoke a lot about it prior and we were both very hesitant. It was like we both did it just to say we could. Weird, I know. 3 months in, while he was at work in Switzerland, I packed 7 huge suitcases and left. I text him I left, this time for good and haven't seen him since. I spent years with Philipp and he was (mostly) good to me. We had a lot of fake fun, but we also had some of the most fucked up chaotic times that both of us just couldn't take any longer. He put me on a pedestal and even though he's a crazy narcissist, I was no angel. I gave that man hell because I wasn't happy. No matter what he did, what gift he came home with that day, I genuinely just wasn't happy and nothing he bought me was going to change that. He couldn't buy my love. I couldn't be controlled. Summing up three years without sounding bitter or as if I miss him isn't easy. I don't miss him. I don't miss the insane nonstop public lifestyle full of fake friendships and bizarre experiences. I never understood why our every single movement had to be filmed. Why he has to video the same exact things all day everyday. It was so unhealthy and detrimental. Tacky to say the least. Wealthy people don't act like that. Our relationship was so complex this isn't even a 1/4 of what took place but my goal was to explain the aftermath. Leaving was easy. Life after was FUCKING HARD! I got sucked in and somehow found my way out. All I know now is it was the best decision I ever made. I'm just going to leave this here - If he is so good looking, tall, successful, powerful, "cool", smart and generous why would I leave? Why didn't any of the many beautiful, successful, classy women before/after me stay? Anyone with half a brain will understand that it's not always what it seems, and even though it was so hard to get back on my own two feet, I DID! I will never be someone's shadow or pet. Period. I thought about including unseen photos of us good or bad. I thought about laughing and making jokes about some of our experiences because we all know how sarcastic I am, but for what. You guys saw the glitz and glam that I served nice and hot at the time. I (publicly) paved the way and everyone knows it. There's no need to relive it. I'm happy to put this to rest and hopefully inspire you to follow your heart and dreams. Money can't buy happiness, as cliche as is sounds.
It's never the end, it's actually the beginning.
Yours Truly,
That Bitch!
He blocked ALL 3 of my IG accounts for commenting he was lame and boring without you 😂 This was written so thoughtfully. Keep giving us this fire woman!
From one strong B*itch to another….. yas darling, its only the beginning. The best is yet to come ✨
PP blocked me for saying Morgan was Queen lol
I am watching him from a long long time ! Not because i like him just because i dont understand how a perfect normal men change every fuking year the partener ! From all of them you and F.R where the best! And bouth of them left him ! His new aquisition is whay aut of brain ! And is the fake’s i ever seen 🤦🏻♂️ ! Anorher 4/5 moths and he will change it to because she is no longer young! 🤷♀️ You have made the good choise ! Whis you the best! I whas in the same situation like you! But i did’it ! Bitchi’s rulles ! Sry for my english 😘
Plot Twist: I didn’t know who Plein was before YOU started dating HIM. #YoureTheMagicNotHim
Thank you for sharing was dying to read this, your brave and strong!
Love your blog, your stories and podcasts and I want more. I’m so happy for you…for your strength, intelligence, passion and love you have for yourself. And your boyfriend Is so hot and I can see very in love with you. 💓💓
Wow! Well said Morgan!!! I’m
Obsessed with your blog, you’re a Queen 💕
Well said.
You’re an amazing woman!!! I admire you so much. I’m glad you have this platform so you can help other people 👏🏻 👏🏻 ❤️❤️
I love this!!! You’re beautiful, intelligent, and REAL. I’ve been following you on Instagram before you were even dating Philip. It’s amazing to see how much you’ve blossomed. I feel your energy and girl you are KILLING IT!!! The future is only getting brighter for you! Thank you for sharing your story.. and your story continues! <3
Yes!!👏 Mental health/wellbeing is so important But can be often time overlooked when presented with fast money , high status and fame . I live in Miami and what you described resembles a lot of male misogynist narcs who are really on the DL but will never admit it 🙃
Your Fucking amazing 💕🙌🏼 Loved this 🙌🏼
This is so empowering to read! It is hard to get back on your feet after leaving behind a life with someone else, I have been in this position, also publicly. I absolutely get the point why you went back again for 3 months, and I think it was very good for your own healing. To read about how you doubted yourself, how you “failed” and slowly got back on your feet, and how you are still often unsure if “you can do it”, is motivating me so much. My favourite line atm is “the only thing limiting you, is yourself.” But besides knowing that, it’s still hard sometimes to believe in yourself and push through your doubts and fears.
So thank you for sharing this. 🖤
I never knew who “Phillip Plein” was until you. Never heard of him, never seen his collections. Speaking of his clothes- they remind me of a new 2020 version of Ed Hardy. I’m not impressed at all. You were the spotlight light of that relationship. Not his money, cars, Not his mansions that he repeatedly shows off, okay we get it – whoever designed the beetlejuice theme needs to be fired. I wouldn’t want to be with someone who is in complete love with himself. Could this man please not take a video/ picture of himself for ONE DAY? I bet you a million dollars that would be the hardest thing for him to do! Morgan you are a down real ass b! Thank you for sharing your story to help other woman. These new barbies can’t even compare to a bad mf like you. They are puppets – you my dear will never be a puppet. IM so proud of what you have accomplished. Look at the bright side …at least you won’t have to always dress like Michael Jackson all the time lol. You are fing gorgeous & PP clothes are beneath you. I wish you all the success & happiness.
Xoxo
Texas
Morgan, I followed Phill since he was with Andrea since she was Romanian and I am Romanian myslef …. At first I was sad that he was not with Andreea anymore but then I saw you with him and I simply became obsessed with your story. It was more than obvious he is that kind of self absorbed man, I personally would never date him but then again I really think he has a TYPE … he loves brunettes long hair, big lips/ boobs sexy women ! Anywayssssss After you guys broke up properly and followed all the girls that went thru his bedroom after you and he started dating the Italian he is with now… I stopped following him ! But youu!!! I just appreciate you and never judged you a second ! Really like you girl and going thru what you have gone thru Damn how are you still sane !
All my Romanian friends know you cuz I keep blabbing about it ! Ig: andramag
Peace and love Morgiieee, you are wonderful !
The most REALIST shit I’ve read. Soooo refreshing to hear someone be so raw and real and not sugarcoat for Instagram and followers🙄. Good for you Morgan your still a bad bitch crown👑
i actually just found you from the medium rare podcast and was taken aback by how real you are. you’re so beautiful and intelligent, you’re my new idol haha :’) i am in a similar situation with the rich men kind of thing and you’re helping me realize i need to be independent and get my shit together. love you !!!
soooo proud of you. also your writing is amazing. i love how real and honest you are! this post really helped me. thank you morgan, i look up to you sooooo much.
And that’s why I admire you so much – you fall down and you get back up, and just make things happen. I love your hustle and your honesty!! You said there’d be no tea (classy af) and you know what? Who cares. This post is still gold.
WHAT A DICK THAT PLIEN WAS! WOW—— Talk about HIS insecurity but yet, he was nothing but a cheater! God allowed you to grow an learn from his company to only help you, God has/is showing you Morgan that you can run a high fashion line because you already done his. He is nothing but a massive control freak, and he comes across as an ASSHOLE TO. Too ego filled and his fashion lines are not that good, who wants to walk around wearing PP on them? I prayed that yall would get married to, I really liked yall together, I was a fan!! But now leaning about this… and I know there is sooooooo much more to here but man…. All I can say is, you are his best girlfriend he will ever have. And he knows it to. I pray for you that God will open the doors for what lives in your heart. xo
From a psychology standpoint, why doesn’t he allow freedom or allow you to be your own person, have friendships outside of him? after all, he was obsessed with and loved that about you… is that something that turns him on that you cannot be a person or human or lack of freedom? Thanks for sharing babe! love your blog and love you too :)
Thanks for sharing all that, hope it helps women out there! One question I have to ask.. the PP tattoo! What’s the story behind it?!?
What a great post! You definitely have a way of writing.. So happy you have found love again!
Thank you for sharing your experience! I know that couldn’t have been easy. No amount of money should be an excuse for someone to treat you poorly. There are plenty of successful wealthy men out there who will treat you with respect and dignity. But you have to be secure in yourself. You have to have you’re own so you can leave a bad situation whenever you want. Having your own, being confident, and willing to actually LEAVE is a triple threat. You’re incredibly inspiring Morgan and I’m really happy that you’re on this path!!! ❤️❤️❤️💕
Came for the tea, stayed for the admiration. You took the high road on this one. Money can’t buy class.
Xx
That’s the reality of life. Money does not buy good friends, partners or happy life’s… wishing you all the very best and I hope you find your prince to have babies with.
I love this post Morgan. I am sooooo proud of u for leaving all that and choosing for yourself. You are truly inspiring. I can’t put into wordS how much respect I gained for you after reading your stories. I hope you will succeed in life and that you will find everything that your heart craves.
Thank you for this, you need to write your own book illustration your life.
Your writing I could read for days. Your so strong and such an inspiration! Sending love xx
I feel this is the start of a very big chapter for you, So inspiring thank you for sharing, A part of healing is being vulnerable I love seeing this Morgan xxx
Hi Morgan,
I liked your post a lot and I appreciate you taking the time to write that. I am going through a break up as well similar because I am leaving him. The details of course are different. I found it very interesting that in the whole post you didn’t say if you love Philip or not. And you don’t have to comment back but if you do can you say if you did or you didn’t? I am as well having my own power struggles dealing with having my ex breathing behind my neck and my choices. And the break up for me has been easy to so I as well question even myself if I loved my own ex like I relieved I did….
I love the raw honestly, it’s so magical and I feel like staying true to yourself is even more powerful ✨
I weaseled my way out of a 4 year similar relationship. Took some serious balls to convince myself to pack my bags and move back to my home which was 8000km. I can somewhat relate and you were oh so right to fly back home. We only live once and life is too short to have a man tell you what you can and can’t do. This one is for all the indépendant women. The ones who chose themselves over men. Keep shining! Thanks again Morgan for empowering women!!
Wow! Great read. You really put your heart into every word you write. I could read your posts for hours.
by far the best decision you ever made was to live your life, you went through it, you’ve grown & now you’re thriving. Well done🤍
Morgan,
All of the content you’re sharing on this blog is amazing! I so glad you bet on yourself and took a leap of faith to do this! What is amazing about all of this is through all the pain and struggles you’re becoming the most beautiful human being ever!! I respect you and your integrity! Your courage is going to inspire so many if us!! I’ve always been a fan of you as I’ve always thought you were beautiful and love your sense of fashion, but now I’m truly a fan of you and your every being because you’re a solid ass b*tch!! 1Luv ❤🙏
Love you girl! Keep spreading your wings, you’re soaring. Never be afraid to take up space. Live your life out loud❤️
Peace n love
Amazing.. well done, proud of your strength ❤️
Throughout the post, i heard power struggle. You’re very independent and had everything going for you until the relationship started. not a bad thing, but the universe throws us things to see how we would handle them. I think you’re amazing, and i’m glad you’ve left this part behind.
Great post as always. Fantastic you did not post any photos, what for. You have been truly brave and taken the upper hand in it all. And moved on. Well done my love, all the best for your amazing future
Proud of you sweetheart!! Good for you! your Tall beautiful and have your whole life ahead of you, Dominate!
With controlling relationships they give you this false sense of love and security, so when you finally leave you feel like a fish out of water. Been there, you made the right decision ❤️
Wow so fucking real.
Morgan,we know that you have some limits as far as your privacy is concerned, but many of us joined this site because you said that it was going to be super juicy – dont hold back, we love the openness and honesty!
Can’t wait please post this soon..
Can’t wait please post this soon..
Looking forward to this! When will it be posted ?
Woooooooooo yeah!!! Cannot wait for this one! I can hear her red bottoms walking away from here in Australia! 😝❤️🙌🏻🍷
Morgan, You are a very Interesting strong woman. Loving the blog… spillll the tea
I CANNOT wait to read about this!
waiting for the post xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx please post more often …love your style and love your quotes xxxxx
Philip Plein messed up. Morgan will always be his best lady he ever had, AND HE KNOWS IT. He has had many beautiful ladies, Justyna, Madalina and his latest-well she looks more like he picked her up at Scores Gentlemen’s night club but.,not one of them could stand next to him the way Morgan had done. She is pure class and carries herself extremally well. She’s the best! And God has something much bigger and better for Morgan rather than, her to be a man’s arm candy that he controls. Just sayin’
Waiting for this🙌🏼🔥
Yassss I’m here for it! ❤️
I am so exited for this post !!!
Is your ass real ? I heard they were fake
Was Philip the ex who wanted your breasts to be massive?
Morgan, my darling i love the authenticity. Excited for this post!
Hey!! This is post is coming soon. I’ve actually already written it but it’s so long. I think I’m going to break it up into a few posts, Coming soon ♥️
I cant wait for this I have been following you for soo many years and i feel like I have been there with you through it all :) .. this will be epic ❤️
This is the one I’m waiting for. I can’t wait to read all about this ur life looked soo happy and perfect i can’t imagine what went wrong. But knowing you, you backfire and get right back up and do so much better. Can’t wait 😍
Im so excited to read this Morg ! I’ve been following you for as long as I can remember. I f*cking love you dude, I watch you so much I feel like we’re friends in real life <3 😭😂
Please let us know about your relationship with Phillipe…was
It the way we imagine ?as in full of love ?
Or it was just a control freak…?
I mean his new gf seems to enjoy this life style and it s quite curious bare in mind she is welsh and usually they don’t take shit from anybody …
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