Billie Faiers mum-shamed for ‘flaunting wealth' as she throws festival-themed party for Nellie's 11th birthday
Former Towie star Billie shared the epic party labelled 'Nelly-Chella' on social media, which included a candy floss machine, pizza van, DJ, saxophonist and balloon-filled pool party at their Essex mansion.
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Reality star Billie wrote: "The best day celebrating Nelly's 11th Birthday. Sooooo much fun from start to end. I absolutely love party planning and this theme has to be one of my favourite yet!!
"As always thank you to the amazing suppliers that I work with. You all went above and beyond to make things extra special and absolutely nailed the brief to every last detail."
Followers commented: "Think I got a tenner in a card for my 11th birthday."
"Lovely - but too much!" remarked a second.
"No pressure on the other parents then…" observed a third.
"Never thought I'd be jealous of an 11-year-old's party," admitted a fourth.
"Cannot imagine what the milestone birthdays will look like. Yes they can afford it and good for them, just don't put it on social media," suggested one user.
"Nelly-Chella at 11? Nah, p**s off. Too much money."
"Spoilt brat," barked another.
Billie Faiers slammed for being 'out of touch' as she shows off expensive hot tub
"Wow. If this is what happens at an 11th party what on earth will she get for an 18th/21st?" inquired a follower.
Another user penned: "I think perhaps the issue some people are having are that it can be misconstrued as showing off.
"There's so many people that can't afford to do much with the current climate as it is, so yes, naturally, people will feel like cr*p and maybe even bitter about it.
"And that's absolutely okay! It's valid, times are difficult!! Is it extra for an 11-year-old? Yes. If I had their money, would I do the same? Yes! I think I'd go about advertising it differently though."
The reality star was slammed by fans last month as she plugged a hot tub freebie on Instagram whilst also having a swimming pool in the background.
The video sparked outrage from some followers who claimed the star promoted a product that does not have an 'affordable' price tag at £1,500.
Billie shares Nellie, son Arthur and youngest daughter Margot with her husband Greg Shepard.
Billie and broker-businessman Greg have been married since 2019 and live in a £1.4 million Essex mansion.
It comes after the pair enjoyed a wild celebration for his 40th birthday, boozing on a yacht in Dubai, in March.
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