It was her greatest moment; she should have had it all.
But the clock was ticking and there was nothing for it but to shut Adele up just seconds into her jubilant acceptance speech and shunt her off the Brit Awards stage.
Britain’s best female talent had lifted awards for best female artist and best album - but ended up lifting her middle finger in an impromptu cheeky display of her dismay.
Could you blame her?
Well I can’t. There she was, bursting with pride AND channelling a waistline that must have made Chanel’s Karl Lagerfeld eat his words.
There must have been a zillion thank yous welling up inside her, but she never got to spill them, let alone a showbizzy tear.
All because no one had dared curtail Damon Albarn’s tedious waffle of an acceptance speech for Blur’s lifetime achievement award, or had the foresight to cut a few seconds off their 11-minute slot that was to follow.
Did it all happen in a blur, or did someone decide the easiest and less messy thing to do was swat aside the girl who wouldn’t know how to be a diva if she tried?
Though for me, there was something endearing about the tarnishing of her golden hour, even that cheeky finger raised to “the suits” who made the decision to cut her short.
We adore the top lass from Tottenham, not just for that incredible voice, or lyrics that could have poured straight from your own broken heart.
But because she seems to wade through the same life strife as the rest of us.