Julia tended to only be judgey when people were being dickheads or racist or some other kind of -ist and then she figured they deserved it. She wasn't about to make fun of Tinsel's apartment.
What she hadn't expected, was to fucking love it so much. She stepped in and took the place in and she gasped a little. "Oh my god," she breathed, and then before Tinsel could worry, she added, "I love it. It's...fucking magical, okay!"