Jay Smith and Ashley Martson. I mean, who cares? Me either. But I just love to snark on these two. Literally, the only joy they’ve brought me are the infamous name “pussy-skinz”, the scene of Ashley’s friend riding away angrily on a scooter, and…. I think that’s it. It was literally less than 6 months ago we were all cackling that these 90 Day Fiance failures were back together. Sure, Jan.
Jay has kept his life moving forward by opening a tattoo shop. Ashley is opening a lingerie line and getting in racially based social media arguments with Jax Taylor. I’m gonna remind everyone that this demonic cherub literally called the police on her Black immigrant husband for cheating on her. Is that a crime that necessitates kicking him out with nowhere to go via police force? He faced deportation and went to ICE. She’s an awful awful person.