Lily Allen has delivered what is arguably the most talked-about celebrity breakup album since Lemonade, detailing the collapse of her marriage to David Harbour.
Now, we knew her split from Harbour was messy — they were the unlikely cool-couple with a Vegas wedding and the Brooklyn brownstone that made it into Architectural Digest — but nobody, and I mean nobody, expected this level of scorched-earth.
The album, entitled West End Girl gives us the full, raw story of the split, from the alleged request for an open marriage ("since my husband went astray") to the devastating feeling of being emotionally manipulated ("You let me think it was me in my head").
Then came the jaw-dropping details in songs like 'Pussy Palace,' where she recounts finding a shoebox containing a trove of sex toys, lubricant, and "hundreds of Trojans."
It's a full-spectrum portrait of a relationship disintegrating into emotional chaos.
Watch: Lily Allen talks about her journey to becoming comfortable about her sexuality. Post continues after video.
But the moment that truly sent the internet into overdrive and became the biggest talking point wasn't the marriage imploding — it was the naming of the other woman.


























