Meghan Markle has once again resurfaced with another attempt to market her brand of authenticity, and as expected, it’s just as tone-deaf and self-absorbed as ever. Her latest newsletter reads like a desperate, AI-generated attempt at warmth and relatability—except written by someone with no genuine understanding of either.
The Duchess of Delusion has now introduced yet another embellishment to her ever-growing collection of personal mythology. This time, she claims to have backpacked through France as a student. It’s a fascinating revelation from someone who has spent years portraying herself as a struggling young woman whose family couldn’t even afford dinner at Sizzler. When exactly did this glamorous European adventure take place? Was it before or after she was a latchkey kid, an only child, or perhaps between her prestigious internship at the Argentinian Embassy and that mysterious refugee camp trip that only she seems to remember?
The newsletter attempts to romanticize this supposed excursion by tying it to her crepe mix, claiming, “Crepes remind me of my time backpacking through France as a student.” Of course, nothing says an authentic French backpacking experience quite like prepackaged pancake batter sold by a former royal. Meghan also seized the opportunity to remind her subscribers about the jam that supposedly started it all—whatever that means. Last year, she gifted her famous friends a limited run of raspberry spread under the American Riviera Orchard label. Now, she’s retroactively trying to pass it off as something that was always part of her grand vision.
Then came the truly eye-roll-worthy moment: “Think of it as our time capsule. Remember this pivotal moment with me.” Pivotal moment? Meghan, it’s a jar of jam, not the moon landing. The sheer self-importance of this statement is beyond parody. And just in case you needed an extra dose of faux sentimentality, she suggests repurposing the empty jar for love notes or special treasures. Because, naturally, nothing screams deep and meaningful like storing trinkets in a glorified jelly container.
And then, the pièce de résistance—while also parenting. Because nothing emphasizes how hard Meghan works quite like her relentless need to remind everyone that she is, in fact, a mother. This line alone sent the internet into hysterics. Yes, Meghan, you are the first woman in history to launch a business while also raising children. Someone get this woman a medal. If the forced relatability weren’t bad enough, the newsletter is also littered with the kind of pretentious marketing language that makes Gwyneth Paltrow’s Goop sound humble in comparison.
In the end, this newsletter is exactly what we’ve come to expect from Meghan Markle—self-aggrandizing nonsense disguised as inspiration, completely detached from reality. Whether she’s pretending to be a struggling student backpacking through France or trying to convince people that jam jars are sentimental heirlooms, the delusion knows no bounds.
