Hi friends, how are you today? I hope you're having a wonderful day so far.

And if you're not having a wonderful day, don't worry, it's gonna get better.

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My name is Bailey Sarian and today is Monday, which means it's murder, mystery, and makeup Monday.

Shun-a-s-s-ner-sha-s-sha-s-sha-s-shan-ch-ch-ch-da-sha-sha-sha-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h and I do my makeup at the same time. If you're interested in true crime and you like makeup,

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because I'm here for you on Mondays.

But other than that, I will stop yipp-yapping.

And let's talk about Louise.

Okay, Louise.

She was born September 30th, 1880.

Look, the crazy ones were in like the 1800s, early 1900s.

I don't know what it was. Something was in the water.

She was born in a Bienville, Louisiana. Did I say that right?

I probably did that. Bienville, Louisiana. Okay?

And her father was super wealthy.

Oh yes, very wealthy man.

He ran a newspaper company and honestly it was very clear to Louise that she came from a very privileged life.

At the age of 15 she would go on to attend a private school in New Orleans.

New Orleans, do you remember?

A couple videos ago, I said New Orleans.

I got roasted in the comments.

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