Post by HALEY MARIE ATKINSON on Oct 22, 2009 16:48:43 GMT -6
I feel oh so glamorous, looking super fabulous
Sometimes I’m insecure, something I can’t ignore
All the flashy cameras, try my best to handle it
I’m just the girl next door, I can hear the rumors take off
All the girls in the club got their eyes on me
I can tell by the look that they want to be
Be hot, hot, hot like that
Yeah Yeah I can feel fabulous
Oh yeah I'm so fantabulous
You know I'm so happy
It's finally happening
Yeah
I'm a cute princess
I'm princesshalicious
So glamorous
I eat from diamond dishes
I'm a fab hot diva
But I keep it clean
I'm sassy but happy and in between
Yeah Yeah I can see ya smiling
Oh yeah I heard the siren
Telling me to make my move
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Haley Marie Atkinson
"Hales,Haley"
height:5'6
weight:120
hair color:dirty blonde
eye color:brown
piercings:my ears
tattoos:small one in my back
orientation:Straight
likes:
Juicy Couture
D&G
Coach
Chanel
Boys
Shopping
California
Hollywood
Makeup
Fashion
The way your hair looks & smells after having it washed and styled at the hairdressers
Being able to walk into designer stores without having to wait in line.
Expensive Foreign Cars
My Sorority
dislikes:
Fatty food
* girls who dont know how dress
* nerdy boys
* cockroaches
* not being in Hollywood
*Papparazzi
* fake designer bags and clothes
* chipped nail polish
* geeky people
* weird people
* moronic people
* girls who don’t know how to apply make-up
* People who openly flirt in front of her; especially cutesy, innuendo rubbish
flaws:
*cooking
*laundry
*cleaning
*sciences
*anything that I have to get my french manicure nails dirty
fears:
*not being somebody
*disappointing my parents
*spiders
*disappoint my sorority
*not being able to accomplish what I set out to accomplish
secrets:
I am the more famous of my sisters.
I was anorexic. I spent time in a Hollywood rehab for it at age 12.
I started drinking and doing drugs at age 14. I've tried cocaine, weed, heroin and ecstacy.
I lost my virginity to a boy in the all girl school bathroom when I was 14. I dumped him a few hours later.
My Dad caught me snorting coke off of hundred dollar bills at the beginning of my junior year. So I spent the end of my junior year back at that Hollywood rehab. Including my birthday.
-- I have a book where I list the boys I've slept with along with a rating.
overall personality:
Haley is spoiled rotten by both her parents. Her main fear is to not be somebody. That, to her, would be the worst thing to happen in the world because she had been taught that to succeed you have to be somebody. Only the most perfect, the most beautiful, girl will come out on top and her parents have always expected that girl to be her. In return for their money, they expect a perfect child who will reflect favorably on them.
She is a fairly outgoing, bubbly, happy-go-lucky type of person. For a girl who has so much going for her, she tries hard to maintain her status, both on and off the school. No one ever has really questioned if that smile is truly genuine.Haley is, ultimately, the quintessential "good girl," always doing the right thing, getting good grades, excellent athlete. But that “good girl image is only in school, outside of school she doesn’t care breaking any rules that society has put against her.
She can be the sweetest and kindest person you could meet. Her friends say that sometimes she could be snob and she might across as one to people that meet her for the first time but she really isn't. Haley is outgoing and likes to speak her mind. She likes to look down on people that don’t come from her same social status. Hales is very loyal to her friends and would never speak behind their backs but to other people that are just acquaintances, she talks behind their back and backstabs them. She loves money and everything that glitters.
Manipulative, intelligent, conniving, wealthy. All the ingredients for a girl who has to get what she wants, and has the means to do it.Haley looks upon most of her friends as associates. As long as she feels she can get something from them, then she is happy to have them around. Those that she permits in her inner circle are really the only people that she has any trust in.
She is the embodiment of don't get mad get even. Rarely foolish enough to react on emotion, she keeps her head about her, and then when the perfect opportunity arises she will make her move. She's not the type to pick on somebody just because they are deemed as unpopular. Daphne will only snap if you try to cross her, or dare to say something she may not like. She has little patience for anybody who sulks or whines, and will have no problem telling them to snap out of it or else. Haley will not argue a point unless she knows that she is right, and she has this way of twisting things around so that she wins, and people don’t even seem to realize that she has done it.
birthday:March 28,1990
parents:Adam Atkinson and Alyssa Atkinson
siblings:Katrina Jane Atkinson and Caroline Olivia Atkinson
other family:
Cecil Atkinson II(Grandfather)- Movie-Director/Film Studio Owner
Cecil Atkinson I (Great-Grandfather) -Movie-Director/Film Studio Owner
Warren Atkinson (Uncle) - Senator for the United State Congress for the State of Rhode Island
Katrina James (Grandmother) - Heir of Warraton family fortune and mother of Daphne's Mom.
Stephen James (Grandfather) - Beer Baron and owner of the James beer distilleries and also the Two Red Lion Resorts and father of Daphne's mom
overall history:
I was born in Newport, Rhode Island on a warm spring night. My parents names are Adam and Alyssa Atkinson. My dad's is a movie producer/director and owner of the X-treme production studios and Paramount/MGM movie studio lots and my mother is a socialite/owner of fashion houses and produces line It-Girl also she is a record executive at a big label, so I'm a celebrity kid. We have alot of money and sure,we have big house but I try keep down to earth even though we live lavish. But sometimes that is hard to do when your parents make six figures and up salaries and you have two sisters. My parents both come from long line old money families, even though both have strike out of their own and made their fortune.So my parents revere and admire the customs and traditions of the old money families in New England. And that is how they decided to raise me and my sisters. I'm supposed to be one of those perfect New England girls with an Ivy League Education, who grew up beautiful and sophisticated, ridiculous wealthy and large trust fund. All those apply to me except Ivy League education which I decided to go back to Cali after highschool to study in USC and continued my career.
With both of m y parents been always out,I was left to care by my nannies, who I wrapped around my fingers. I seemed to get my way with my nannies and do anything that I wanted. Growing up I never actually knew what it was to want for anything. If I wanted to go skying, spend her birthday in the Mediterrean, then I got it. I would be easy to pin as a spoiled little brat but with a mother like Alyssa Atkinson there is a lot that I can learn. I would never go so far to say that I had an unhappy childhood, more of an unusual one. Whenever I was told not to do something my mother would then sit me down and explain to me why. Not a simple, don't do that because it's bad for me, but explain what the impacts are and what the best solution is for me to get it next time. My parents didn’t think it was logical that girl like me, attended a public school, so they signed me up in Le Ville School for Girls since they though would give me head start in my future. I had everything in life, that I wanted except my parents. I was sent to the most exclusive school in New York Le Ville School for Girls, that school had educate children of European Royalty, Presidents and countless of other powerful and wealthy people.I was taught there, the usual things a society girl most learn:Art,piano,violin,tennis, croquet, social ethics and manner,geographic, literature and French and Latin. I love Le Paris and most of I loved New York.
And to make things worse, my Father and Mother decided to move to Beverly Hills Mansion, they had bought. And it had been bad choice by my parents, I was starting puberty and going through changes in her life, that I didn’t understand and not having my parents especially my Mother around made them more difficult. As I went to school and shop around the area, I noticed one thing that attracted me how skinny the girls were in the billboards. I decided that I wanted be as skinny as them. I started to refuse to eat and only drink water, it was only way I could be like model. As each day went by, I look paler and skinner, but I still wasn’t satisfied with my weight. I continued to refuse to eat, just drink water and eating bare minimum, I wanted to look perfectly. And this pattern continued until one day, my Mother noticed that I was too skinny for my age and took me to doctor who diagnosed me as anorexic. This was going be my first trip to rehab but surely not the last. I spent three months including my birthday in rehab clinic for eating disorder near Hollywood, California. After three months in rehab, I emerged weighting 120 pounds. I was displeased but I wasn’t going look for trouble with my parents, I had hated rehab. I finished middle school without any trouble but with big disrespect for absent parents. But I didn’t mind as long as they gave me money.
Then for my highschool education,my parents had choice either me going to school in Hollywood or private school in the Upper East Side of New York. It was an easy decision,I was going to a private school. My first year in the private school was nothing out of the ordinary, I didn’t want stand out or cause trouble. So far I was being good daughter, I was happy. But my sophomore year, I came out of my shell and set myself loose in New York. My second week of school during my second period, I lost my virginity in the girls bathroom to a boy, who I dumped a couple hours later, I was only 14. That was only the beginning of me ; I was determined to set my mark on the school. But to do that I needed to eliminate my rival and make sure, she wasn’t in top of the school. Saturday night at a house party that I attended, I noticed my rival making out with another girl, I being who I was decided to snap pictures. The next Monday, I posted them around the school, my rival had lost her popularity and I was new Queen of the my grade and I came back ready to party. I had a reputation to match my swagger, I was living the life thanks to my parents and I was enjoying it. I used boys for sex and treated girls outside my inner-circle of friends like they were piece of trash. During my sophomore year, I drank, I smoked and I had sex more time that she could remember. But also, I tried weed for the first time. With so much money, everything was accessible and there was nothing, I couldn’t get if I wanted to. At fifteen, I snorted for first time cocaine and tried heroin and ecstasy. I was wild child out of control; I had no reigns since my parents were never home and I lived in a dorm.
I was drinking anything and everything as long as I could drunk; I was trying any drugs I could get my hands on as long as I got high. I was the toast of my friends and the new town, I loved the attention. But my wild life came to halt one night at my dorm, while I was in my room snorting cocaine in top of hundred dollar bills, my Father walked upon me. I was stun to see my Father; he was more surprise to see me snorting cocaine. At fifteen, I got another trip to rehab, the same place I had gone when I was twelve years old. I celebrated my sixteen birthday and finished my sophomore year school at rehab clinic. I entered my junior year clean but still with the swagger, reputation and partying streak, finished that year clean without a problem. I enjoyed designing my clothes and making my clothes, this had brought me closer to my Mother, who lets me work in her fashion house and pose for fashion spreads also I started to record my first music tracks and produce my first cd.
After highschool,I moved back to LA to work with the fashion house and my music with my Mother and in the movie studios with my Father. I go to USC to study film and fashion.I pledge Kappa Theta Delta sorority inc. since my Mother was member of the Sorority,it was only logical for me to join same sorority as her.
I'm sweetheart under that spoiled little rich girl exterior. I always give people a chance, although I hardly ever gives a second one and judges badly dressed individuals very harshly. I'm a very loyal person and if you do me a favour, I'm likely to be nice to you even if your social status is somewhat below average. That said, I'm not likely to want to be good friends. There is no such thing as second best in my family. For a time before my senior year, I felt to start to lose control, letting people get under my skin when I knew better than to allow that to happen. I managed to keep it together though, mostly by pushing my emotions to one side, and the trip to Italy was the best thing that could have happened. I have come back cool, calm, collected, and very much in control.I always kept excellent grades, worked hard, and had been careful in everything that I did. Some people may not like me, but most of them really are jealous. I'm too smart to give anyone reason to truly despise me. Alright, so I'm fairly spoilt by my parents and has never had to work a day in my life – unless you count volunteer stuff. I gets handed pretty much whatever I want without any question. And yes, okay I'm little bitchy. But actually I'm a very loyal friend and is unlikely to bitch about a person unless they’ve actually done something to win my severe disapproval. Or committed a very, very serious fashion faux pas: completely not okay in my books. But the confidence thing fluctuates a little and is more complicated. Although I put on a very confident front I can be extremely insecure at times. These are usually moments when I'm all alone or done something that I deem particularly stupid. No one would guess that the confidence is a front though. And it’s true that that is not always the case. A lot of the time, I feel pretty good about myself and how I look. I'm, after all, an intelligent, interesting, good looking, funny girl. I have been called a flirt numerous times in my high school career and not without reason. I tend to be very flirty with just about everyone, but those who know me well know that I'm not actually usually interested in a guy just because I'm flirting: it’s just part of my nature which tends towards the playful side much of the time. I tend to be a little picky with guys. I'm quick enough to accept guys as friends, but sI rarely dates a guy for very long because I'll notice some flaw of theirs that’ll turn me off almost immediately. Plus, I tend to be indecisive about guys: I could be making out with a guy one night only to find him completely repulsive as more than a friend the next.
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Haley Marie Atkinson
"Hales,Haley"
height:5'6
weight:120
hair color:dirty blonde
eye color:brown
piercings:my ears
tattoos:small one in my back
orientation:Straight
likes:
Juicy Couture
D&G
Coach
Chanel
Boys
Shopping
California
Hollywood
Makeup
Fashion
The way your hair looks & smells after having it washed and styled at the hairdressers
Being able to walk into designer stores without having to wait in line.
Expensive Foreign Cars
My Sorority
dislikes:
Fatty food
* girls who dont know how dress
* nerdy boys
* cockroaches
* not being in Hollywood
*Papparazzi
* fake designer bags and clothes
* chipped nail polish
* geeky people
* weird people
* moronic people
* girls who don’t know how to apply make-up
* People who openly flirt in front of her; especially cutesy, innuendo rubbish
flaws:
*cooking
*laundry
*cleaning
*sciences
*anything that I have to get my french manicure nails dirty
fears:
*not being somebody
*disappointing my parents
*spiders
*disappoint my sorority
*not being able to accomplish what I set out to accomplish
secrets:
I am the more famous of my sisters.
I was anorexic. I spent time in a Hollywood rehab for it at age 12.
I started drinking and doing drugs at age 14. I've tried cocaine, weed, heroin and ecstacy.
I lost my virginity to a boy in the all girl school bathroom when I was 14. I dumped him a few hours later.
My Dad caught me snorting coke off of hundred dollar bills at the beginning of my junior year. So I spent the end of my junior year back at that Hollywood rehab. Including my birthday.
-- I have a book where I list the boys I've slept with along with a rating.
overall personality:
Haley is spoiled rotten by both her parents. Her main fear is to not be somebody. That, to her, would be the worst thing to happen in the world because she had been taught that to succeed you have to be somebody. Only the most perfect, the most beautiful, girl will come out on top and her parents have always expected that girl to be her. In return for their money, they expect a perfect child who will reflect favorably on them.
She is a fairly outgoing, bubbly, happy-go-lucky type of person. For a girl who has so much going for her, she tries hard to maintain her status, both on and off the school. No one ever has really questioned if that smile is truly genuine.Haley is, ultimately, the quintessential "good girl," always doing the right thing, getting good grades, excellent athlete. But that “good girl image is only in school, outside of school she doesn’t care breaking any rules that society has put against her.
She can be the sweetest and kindest person you could meet. Her friends say that sometimes she could be snob and she might across as one to people that meet her for the first time but she really isn't. Haley is outgoing and likes to speak her mind. She likes to look down on people that don’t come from her same social status. Hales is very loyal to her friends and would never speak behind their backs but to other people that are just acquaintances, she talks behind their back and backstabs them. She loves money and everything that glitters.
Manipulative, intelligent, conniving, wealthy. All the ingredients for a girl who has to get what she wants, and has the means to do it.Haley looks upon most of her friends as associates. As long as she feels she can get something from them, then she is happy to have them around. Those that she permits in her inner circle are really the only people that she has any trust in.
She is the embodiment of don't get mad get even. Rarely foolish enough to react on emotion, she keeps her head about her, and then when the perfect opportunity arises she will make her move. She's not the type to pick on somebody just because they are deemed as unpopular. Daphne will only snap if you try to cross her, or dare to say something she may not like. She has little patience for anybody who sulks or whines, and will have no problem telling them to snap out of it or else. Haley will not argue a point unless she knows that she is right, and she has this way of twisting things around so that she wins, and people don’t even seem to realize that she has done it.
birthday:March 28,1990
parents:Adam Atkinson and Alyssa Atkinson
siblings:Katrina Jane Atkinson and Caroline Olivia Atkinson
other family:
Cecil Atkinson II(Grandfather)- Movie-Director/Film Studio Owner
Cecil Atkinson I (Great-Grandfather) -Movie-Director/Film Studio Owner
Warren Atkinson (Uncle) - Senator for the United State Congress for the State of Rhode Island
Katrina James (Grandmother) - Heir of Warraton family fortune and mother of Daphne's Mom.
Stephen James (Grandfather) - Beer Baron and owner of the James beer distilleries and also the Two Red Lion Resorts and father of Daphne's mom
overall history:
I was born in Newport, Rhode Island on a warm spring night. My parents names are Adam and Alyssa Atkinson. My dad's is a movie producer/director and owner of the X-treme production studios and Paramount/MGM movie studio lots and my mother is a socialite/owner of fashion houses and produces line It-Girl also she is a record executive at a big label, so I'm a celebrity kid. We have alot of money and sure,we have big house but I try keep down to earth even though we live lavish. But sometimes that is hard to do when your parents make six figures and up salaries and you have two sisters. My parents both come from long line old money families, even though both have strike out of their own and made their fortune.So my parents revere and admire the customs and traditions of the old money families in New England. And that is how they decided to raise me and my sisters. I'm supposed to be one of those perfect New England girls with an Ivy League Education, who grew up beautiful and sophisticated, ridiculous wealthy and large trust fund. All those apply to me except Ivy League education which I decided to go back to Cali after highschool to study in USC and continued my career.
With both of m y parents been always out,I was left to care by my nannies, who I wrapped around my fingers. I seemed to get my way with my nannies and do anything that I wanted. Growing up I never actually knew what it was to want for anything. If I wanted to go skying, spend her birthday in the Mediterrean, then I got it. I would be easy to pin as a spoiled little brat but with a mother like Alyssa Atkinson there is a lot that I can learn. I would never go so far to say that I had an unhappy childhood, more of an unusual one. Whenever I was told not to do something my mother would then sit me down and explain to me why. Not a simple, don't do that because it's bad for me, but explain what the impacts are and what the best solution is for me to get it next time. My parents didn’t think it was logical that girl like me, attended a public school, so they signed me up in Le Ville School for Girls since they though would give me head start in my future. I had everything in life, that I wanted except my parents. I was sent to the most exclusive school in New York Le Ville School for Girls, that school had educate children of European Royalty, Presidents and countless of other powerful and wealthy people.I was taught there, the usual things a society girl most learn:Art,piano,violin,tennis, croquet, social ethics and manner,geographic, literature and French and Latin. I love Le Paris and most of I loved New York.
And to make things worse, my Father and Mother decided to move to Beverly Hills Mansion, they had bought. And it had been bad choice by my parents, I was starting puberty and going through changes in her life, that I didn’t understand and not having my parents especially my Mother around made them more difficult. As I went to school and shop around the area, I noticed one thing that attracted me how skinny the girls were in the billboards. I decided that I wanted be as skinny as them. I started to refuse to eat and only drink water, it was only way I could be like model. As each day went by, I look paler and skinner, but I still wasn’t satisfied with my weight. I continued to refuse to eat, just drink water and eating bare minimum, I wanted to look perfectly. And this pattern continued until one day, my Mother noticed that I was too skinny for my age and took me to doctor who diagnosed me as anorexic. This was going be my first trip to rehab but surely not the last. I spent three months including my birthday in rehab clinic for eating disorder near Hollywood, California. After three months in rehab, I emerged weighting 120 pounds. I was displeased but I wasn’t going look for trouble with my parents, I had hated rehab. I finished middle school without any trouble but with big disrespect for absent parents. But I didn’t mind as long as they gave me money.
Then for my highschool education,my parents had choice either me going to school in Hollywood or private school in the Upper East Side of New York. It was an easy decision,I was going to a private school. My first year in the private school was nothing out of the ordinary, I didn’t want stand out or cause trouble. So far I was being good daughter, I was happy. But my sophomore year, I came out of my shell and set myself loose in New York. My second week of school during my second period, I lost my virginity in the girls bathroom to a boy, who I dumped a couple hours later, I was only 14. That was only the beginning of me ; I was determined to set my mark on the school. But to do that I needed to eliminate my rival and make sure, she wasn’t in top of the school. Saturday night at a house party that I attended, I noticed my rival making out with another girl, I being who I was decided to snap pictures. The next Monday, I posted them around the school, my rival had lost her popularity and I was new Queen of the my grade and I came back ready to party. I had a reputation to match my swagger, I was living the life thanks to my parents and I was enjoying it. I used boys for sex and treated girls outside my inner-circle of friends like they were piece of trash. During my sophomore year, I drank, I smoked and I had sex more time that she could remember. But also, I tried weed for the first time. With so much money, everything was accessible and there was nothing, I couldn’t get if I wanted to. At fifteen, I snorted for first time cocaine and tried heroin and ecstasy. I was wild child out of control; I had no reigns since my parents were never home and I lived in a dorm.
I was drinking anything and everything as long as I could drunk; I was trying any drugs I could get my hands on as long as I got high. I was the toast of my friends and the new town, I loved the attention. But my wild life came to halt one night at my dorm, while I was in my room snorting cocaine in top of hundred dollar bills, my Father walked upon me. I was stun to see my Father; he was more surprise to see me snorting cocaine. At fifteen, I got another trip to rehab, the same place I had gone when I was twelve years old. I celebrated my sixteen birthday and finished my sophomore year school at rehab clinic. I entered my junior year clean but still with the swagger, reputation and partying streak, finished that year clean without a problem. I enjoyed designing my clothes and making my clothes, this had brought me closer to my Mother, who lets me work in her fashion house and pose for fashion spreads also I started to record my first music tracks and produce my first cd.
After highschool,I moved back to LA to work with the fashion house and my music with my Mother and in the movie studios with my Father. I go to USC to study film and fashion.I pledge Kappa Theta Delta sorority inc. since my Mother was member of the Sorority,it was only logical for me to join same sorority as her.
I'm sweetheart under that spoiled little rich girl exterior. I always give people a chance, although I hardly ever gives a second one and judges badly dressed individuals very harshly. I'm a very loyal person and if you do me a favour, I'm likely to be nice to you even if your social status is somewhat below average. That said, I'm not likely to want to be good friends. There is no such thing as second best in my family. For a time before my senior year, I felt to start to lose control, letting people get under my skin when I knew better than to allow that to happen. I managed to keep it together though, mostly by pushing my emotions to one side, and the trip to Italy was the best thing that could have happened. I have come back cool, calm, collected, and very much in control.I always kept excellent grades, worked hard, and had been careful in everything that I did. Some people may not like me, but most of them really are jealous. I'm too smart to give anyone reason to truly despise me. Alright, so I'm fairly spoilt by my parents and has never had to work a day in my life – unless you count volunteer stuff. I gets handed pretty much whatever I want without any question. And yes, okay I'm little bitchy. But actually I'm a very loyal friend and is unlikely to bitch about a person unless they’ve actually done something to win my severe disapproval. Or committed a very, very serious fashion faux pas: completely not okay in my books. But the confidence thing fluctuates a little and is more complicated. Although I put on a very confident front I can be extremely insecure at times. These are usually moments when I'm all alone or done something that I deem particularly stupid. No one would guess that the confidence is a front though. And it’s true that that is not always the case. A lot of the time, I feel pretty good about myself and how I look. I'm, after all, an intelligent, interesting, good looking, funny girl. I have been called a flirt numerous times in my high school career and not without reason. I tend to be very flirty with just about everyone, but those who know me well know that I'm not actually usually interested in a guy just because I'm flirting: it’s just part of my nature which tends towards the playful side much of the time. I tend to be a little picky with guys. I'm quick enough to accept guys as friends, but sI rarely dates a guy for very long because I'll notice some flaw of theirs that’ll turn me off almost immediately. Plus, I tend to be indecisive about guys: I could be making out with a guy one night only to find him completely repulsive as more than a friend the next.
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The night was about to get more nervous and interesting, as Daphne typed an invitation to Gabriella on her pink Mac Book sitting on her lap. Her family had asked Daphne to tell Matt to bring his girlfriend along for the family dinner but she did not know about the idea, she was sort of nervous. After all, her family was American Royalty and socialites; she did not know how well they were going to receive Gabriella. Daphne sighted as she looked down at her French manicure hands and just ran her hand through her hair. She stood up from her four post bed and looked at vanity mirror; she was in no condition of going to the Dinner party tonight. A Victory Secret’s Pink sweat pants covered her long blonde legs and pink sport bra covered her upper body. Daphne just sighted, she did not know how this night was going be but she hoped it would be fine. The last thing she needed was for her family make scene and reject Gabriella; she would feel bad for poor girl. Daphne smiled as she looked at her pictures from party and made mental note to upload them to her picture account later on.
Daphne looked at the link of Gabi’s dress and just clicked on it. She just sighted, oh that dress could not compete with anything in that party, she just wonder why she did not have more time to take Gabi shopping for new dress. And the dress, she was wearing tonight, she had just arrived from Europe, it was one of a kind made to Daphne’s specifications. Daphne walked to her closet and looked at her brand new dress still in its covers. She did not know now what shoes to wear; she had three closets full of shoes and she was being indecisive. Daphne looked at her grey Marc Jacobson’s heels and they matched perfectly with her dress. She looked at the chat box, she had lost interested already, and she was not in the mood for drama. There was going enough drama tonight, she did not know what to expect from her blue-blooded family. All sort of questions ran through Daphne mind, she just hoped she would be fine for tonight.
Daphne was not taking limo to the country club that was so last year, she had better idea. It had been while since she had used the helipad at the Country Club and tonight, she was going use it. Letting big sight, she looked at the invitation and her dress once more. She smiled for moment and walking to her bathroom and just stripping out of her clothes. Feeling the warmth of water bubbles was relaxing, she just needed happy thoughts, everything was going be alright. Her family was going love Gabi and the night was going be peaceful and quiet. After 20 minutes, she stepped out, her hair smelling like peaches and spring bloom and her body smelling like an expensive European Soap. Daphne blew her aromatic candles out and walk to her bedroom as she wrapped her hair into her towel. She smiled as she saw the message her friend sent her about an idea for Pearls and Skirts party. Daphne walked to her Vanity and just looked herself in the mirror, she looked good. She grabbed her 1 inch straighter and proceeded to straitening her long blonde hair. The straighter pressed her hair into shine and she just blow dry it as she just looked at her mirror. Daphne just wanted some answers but she was not going get them yet.
She unwrapped towel from her body and put on light color strapless bra and panties. Daphne grabbed her intercom and called her Maid up to her room, she needed help getting dress. She then looked at the dress and smiled as she walked towards it slowly and picked it up, her maid walked in and unzipped for Daphne and helped her put it on. The dress was perfect for her, she looked stunning, and she was going be Dame of the Dinner tonight. Nobody was going look better than her, she was looking stunning. She slipped on her shoes as she heard helicopter hovering above. Daphne slipped on her diamond necklace that her Grandparent’s had given her for 16th birthday and diamond bracelet her Father had given her. Now the transformation was complete, she had gone from girl to society dame in less than an hour. Daphne grabbed Versace purse and make sure to put her pink I-phone and her digital camera inside, just in case she wanted to take pictures. Her maid came in and told her, her helicopter was ready for her.
Daphne walked to the elevator holding her dress as not to get the expensive dress dirty. Walking down the hallway her heels clicked against marble floor, as she pressed button for the elevator to take her to the helipad. The helicopter was the family one, she had used a lot of times before, but this was first time she was taking to the country club. It was going be interesting, what people were going say when she arrived on it. Daphne stepped into the helicopter and put her seat belt and pilot shut the door fully after she was seated. She just looked at around as the helicopter took off. Daphne looked down at her penthouse and the city below.
She took the champagne out of the chiller and poured herself a glass; she needed a drink before the night started. Daphne sipped on it slowly as she stared out of the window as the helicopter cruised over the city. The city always looked more beautiful from the sky than below, she did not know why she did not use the helicopter more often. It was more convenient way to travel than being on the limousine and being stuck in traffic. Daphne made mental note to call it more often after all, her parents were paying for it. And she had helipad into top of the building; she had quick access to it. Daphne just sat back on her chair and just relaxed as she sipped on her drink.
After couple minutes in the air, the helicopter slowly hover down over the helipad and Daphne looked at the club. She had just been here this morning for breakfast and she now had to return for dinner, Daphne was tired. She was accustom of being in the VIP section since after all, Daphne got out of the helicopter and let go of her dress, letting it drop to its full length as she clutched her Versace purse and walked into the club. Daphne looked around, she knew a lot of the people there, she had met them before. She did not particularly liked some of them but she was not going say anything. Daphne grabbed a hor devours from tray that a waiter was carrying and took bite and then took champagne glass and just walked around mixing with people. She was trying to find Gabi and Matt, to see how they were doing.
Daphne just smiled as she gave kiss to her grandparents and just disappeared through shuffle of the crowd. She spotted Gabriella and just smiled at her and gave her kiss in each cheek,
”Girl,you look amazing tonight. That dress is beautiful.”. Daphne smiled as she turn around and looked at Matt,
”Cousin,I must say you know how to dress good.”. She just took sip of her champagne and just smiled at her cousin and her friend.
Daphne looked at the link of Gabi’s dress and just clicked on it. She just sighted, oh that dress could not compete with anything in that party, she just wonder why she did not have more time to take Gabi shopping for new dress. And the dress, she was wearing tonight, she had just arrived from Europe, it was one of a kind made to Daphne’s specifications. Daphne walked to her closet and looked at her brand new dress still in its covers. She did not know now what shoes to wear; she had three closets full of shoes and she was being indecisive. Daphne looked at her grey Marc Jacobson’s heels and they matched perfectly with her dress. She looked at the chat box, she had lost interested already, and she was not in the mood for drama. There was going enough drama tonight, she did not know what to expect from her blue-blooded family. All sort of questions ran through Daphne mind, she just hoped she would be fine for tonight.
Daphne was not taking limo to the country club that was so last year, she had better idea. It had been while since she had used the helipad at the Country Club and tonight, she was going use it. Letting big sight, she looked at the invitation and her dress once more. She smiled for moment and walking to her bathroom and just stripping out of her clothes. Feeling the warmth of water bubbles was relaxing, she just needed happy thoughts, everything was going be alright. Her family was going love Gabi and the night was going be peaceful and quiet. After 20 minutes, she stepped out, her hair smelling like peaches and spring bloom and her body smelling like an expensive European Soap. Daphne blew her aromatic candles out and walk to her bedroom as she wrapped her hair into her towel. She smiled as she saw the message her friend sent her about an idea for Pearls and Skirts party. Daphne walked to her Vanity and just looked herself in the mirror, she looked good. She grabbed her 1 inch straighter and proceeded to straitening her long blonde hair. The straighter pressed her hair into shine and she just blow dry it as she just looked at her mirror. Daphne just wanted some answers but she was not going get them yet.
She unwrapped towel from her body and put on light color strapless bra and panties. Daphne grabbed her intercom and called her Maid up to her room, she needed help getting dress. She then looked at the dress and smiled as she walked towards it slowly and picked it up, her maid walked in and unzipped for Daphne and helped her put it on. The dress was perfect for her, she looked stunning, and she was going be Dame of the Dinner tonight. Nobody was going look better than her, she was looking stunning. She slipped on her shoes as she heard helicopter hovering above. Daphne slipped on her diamond necklace that her Grandparent’s had given her for 16th birthday and diamond bracelet her Father had given her. Now the transformation was complete, she had gone from girl to society dame in less than an hour. Daphne grabbed Versace purse and make sure to put her pink I-phone and her digital camera inside, just in case she wanted to take pictures. Her maid came in and told her, her helicopter was ready for her.
Daphne walked to the elevator holding her dress as not to get the expensive dress dirty. Walking down the hallway her heels clicked against marble floor, as she pressed button for the elevator to take her to the helipad. The helicopter was the family one, she had used a lot of times before, but this was first time she was taking to the country club. It was going be interesting, what people were going say when she arrived on it. Daphne stepped into the helicopter and put her seat belt and pilot shut the door fully after she was seated. She just looked at around as the helicopter took off. Daphne looked down at her penthouse and the city below.
She took the champagne out of the chiller and poured herself a glass; she needed a drink before the night started. Daphne sipped on it slowly as she stared out of the window as the helicopter cruised over the city. The city always looked more beautiful from the sky than below, she did not know why she did not use the helicopter more often. It was more convenient way to travel than being on the limousine and being stuck in traffic. Daphne made mental note to call it more often after all, her parents were paying for it. And she had helipad into top of the building; she had quick access to it. Daphne just sat back on her chair and just relaxed as she sipped on her drink.
After couple minutes in the air, the helicopter slowly hover down over the helipad and Daphne looked at the club. She had just been here this morning for breakfast and she now had to return for dinner, Daphne was tired. She was accustom of being in the VIP section since after all, Daphne got out of the helicopter and let go of her dress, letting it drop to its full length as she clutched her Versace purse and walked into the club. Daphne looked around, she knew a lot of the people there, she had met them before. She did not particularly liked some of them but she was not going say anything. Daphne grabbed a hor devours from tray that a waiter was carrying and took bite and then took champagne glass and just walked around mixing with people. She was trying to find Gabi and Matt, to see how they were doing.
Daphne just smiled as she gave kiss to her grandparents and just disappeared through shuffle of the crowd. She spotted Gabriella and just smiled at her and gave her kiss in each cheek,
”Girl,you look amazing tonight. That dress is beautiful.”. Daphne smiled as she turn around and looked at Matt,
”Cousin,I must say you know how to dress good.”. She just took sip of her champagne and just smiled at her cousin and her friend.
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