One thing the world was sure of was that Miranda Lambert and Blake Shelton were going to last. But as we all know, that’s not how things ended between the couple who once gave the world of country music stomach butterflies.While still married to Lambert, Shelton met singer Gwen Stefani on The Voice in 2014. At the time, Stefani was also with someone else, but a photo of the two taken in November 2014 made many believe that there was something more than a friendship between them.The rumors turned out to be true when both Shelton and Stefani ended their respective marriages. By November 2015, they were official, and everyone saw them as the new powerful music couple.
On top of that, it was reported that the relationship between Shelton and Stefani didn’t come as a surprise to Lambert, according to E!, because the two “they “…were always pretty flirty. Miranda and Blake were on the rocks on and off and knew that this could always be a possibility.”
Another source shared with Us Weekly that Lambert had “had her suspicions,” but she didn’t have hard feelings towards Stefani at the time.
Back in July 2018, Lambert recalled hanging up the phone to a reporter to asked her about her feelings towards Stefani.
“… I got on the phone for the first interview. First question was, ‘How do you feel about Gwen [Stefani]?’” Lambert explained. “I hung up. I told [manager] Marion [Kraft], I just can’t do this.” She continued: “What was in the music was real, and I wanted people to get it from that. Take from it what they would. Then if I needed to talk, I would.”
However, despite the fact that Shelton seemed to move on pretty quickly after his divorce with Lambert, she has never commented her ex’s new relationship and she has never gotten into a feud with Stefani.
My Cousin Brags about Her ‘Achievements’ Despite Owing Me $5,000 – I Thought About Taking Action, but Karma Took Care of It for Me
When my cousin crashed our rental car, leaving me with a $5,000 bill, I spent months trying to get her to pay me back. Just as I gave up, I saw her flaunting her ‘success’ on social media and discovered I wasn’t the only one she owed. Karma caught up to her, and I got a front-row seat!
It’s been a year since that disastrous West Coast holiday, and I still feel the sting of that $5,000 debt. My cousin Debra, who’s supposed to be an accountant, racked up a huge damage charge on our rental car and then had the audacity to act like it wasn’t her problem.
It was under my name, so guess who got stuck with the bill? That’s right, me. Lisa, the ever-reliable project manager from Boston. I swear, some days I think my middle name should be “Doormat.”
I remember that holiday like it was yesterday. Seven of us cousins decided to get together for some “family bonding” out on the West Coast.
Debra was there, of course, with her charismatic charm and reckless attitude. One evening, she decided it would be a fantastic idea to drive the rental car down a narrow, winding coastal road at night.
The air was crisp, the moonlight casting eerie shadows as she sped along the road, ignoring my pleas to slow down.
“Come on, Lisa, live a little!” Debra laughed, her voice filled with reckless glee.
She cranked up the music and took another swig from her bottle. I clutched the seat, my knuckles white.
“Debra, please, you’re going too fast!” I yelled, my heart pounding.
She just laughed harder, taking a sharp turn way too quickly. My heart stopped as the car skidded toward the edge, tires screeching.
I thought we were all going to die that night, but the guardrail saved us. The impact when we slammed into it was jarring, leaving us all stunned and the car a complete wreck.
The holiday mood? Completely ruined.
When the rental company slapped a $5,000 damage charge on the car, Debra just shrugged.
“We’re family,” she said with a flippant wave of her hand. “We should all pitch in.”
The other cousins mumbled vague agreements.
“Maybe we can split it evenly,” suggested Jimmy, the peacemaker of the group.
“Split it? Are you kidding? I wasn’t even in the car,” retorted Martha, crossing her arms.
“I can’t afford that right now,” mumbled Jake, avoiding eye contact.
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