Thursday, April 22, 2010
That guy was un-fucking-believable. It's a mystery how a lady as nice as aunty Nicola could've EVER given birth to such a horrid, disgusting, loathe-able PIG out of her. After we took off on our journey to "explore" the "wonderful city of New York", Teddy insisted on us showing him the great party places, (translation: strip clubs). Since I know of none, Justin and Asshole began a quite animated discussion on buying this hot burlesque club on the corner of Madison Avenue. How totally GG. -eyeroll- So they told the driver to go up to Madison to check it out, and I stayed in the car checking for gossip, and apparently snappers spotted little miss darling Adelyna Lee in The French cafe.It was funny coz I knew exactly what she was wearing (disguises obviously) and exactly what she was eating. So weird. Tummy grumbling, realising I only had a bowl of fruit salad prior to picking up Asshole, I waited impatiently for Idiot 1 & 2 to come back. When they finally got back, I gave them knowing glares. They both had their pearly whites on show, a picture of innocence. No doubt they had properly "investigated" the place. Ignoring the two, I told the driver to go to Caffe Notta. Except at that moment, Teddy decided to play with my phone. "HOLY SHIT, DUDE LETS GO FRENCH CAFE." "ASSHOLE, GET YOUR SLIMY FINGERS OFF MY PHONE." "GUYS AND CHICKAS, CALM THE FUCK DOWN." Eventually, however- I found myself going down the road to the French cafe. Teddy, all throughout the trip began spewing shit about how hot he thought the Lee heiress was, and Justin just sat there with this weird little smirk on his face. Knowing how he caught Nick (who was his twin) and Adelyna making out on HIS bed, I felt a little ping of sympathy towards her. However, it was still too funny. :) SO, we got there without too much mishaps, and upon walking in, Teddy immediatley accosted the poor girl sitting in the corner. He really should learn how to talk to a girl, I thought as I rolled my eyes and found a booth to plonk my ass down with Justin. But Justin was acting a bit weird. He kept glancing over to the table where Adelyna was trying to ward off Asshole's advances and squirming. Having known the dude since forever, I kicked him in the shins. "WHAT, DON'T TELL ME YOU LIKE HER AS WELL." He glared at me, but made no comment. Sighing, I sat back and watched Justin dwell in his pitifull misery. Joking. He started hitting on the too over eager waitress, taking care not to take off his sunnies. Adelyna seemed like the type of girl who would make Justin happy. She loved to have fun; from what I've heard, but unlike so many of the other rich kids over here on upper east side, she knows where to stop as well, and I respect her for that. Grimacing at Justin's antics, and the uncontrollable giggles coming from the waitress, I formulated a plan. Taking a pen out of my purse, I quickly jotted down Justin's number on a napkin, with the words "call me". Knowing the only reason Justin had got so angry at his twin was because he was making out with HIS "dream" girl, (I mean, seriously. Justin probably spreaded his share of herpes on Nick's bed before) I decided to push fate a little. Walking up to Teddy and Adelyna. I tugged the asshole away and subtly dropped the piece of napkin down her bag. Fingers crossed, I gave her a little smile and walked back to where the two pitiful excuses of male existance stood and promptly dragged them out. Sighing, I glanced back at the girl before settling back in the limo. "So, tell me. How come all big, badass dickheads like yourselves seems to go for THAT (with a flick of my hand at the direction of the French cafe) type of girls huh?" They mumbled unintelligible replies and I gave up, sitting back and tried my hardest to enjoy the rest of the ride. Labels: Cordace, happenings
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Thursday, April 22, 2010 @ 8:24 PM
That guy was un-fucking-believable. It's a mystery how a lady as nice as aunty Nicola could've EVER given birth to such a horrid, disgusting, loathe-able PIG out of her. After we took off on our journey to "explore" the "wonderful city of New York", Teddy insisted on us showing him the great party places, (translation: strip clubs). Since I know of none, Justin and Asshole began a quite animated discussion on buying this hot burlesque club on the corner of Madison Avenue. How totally GG. -eyeroll- So they told the driver to go up to Madison to check it out, and I stayed in the car checking for gossip, and apparently snappers spotted little miss darling Adelyna Lee in The French cafe.It was funny coz I knew exactly what she was wearing (disguises obviously) and exactly what she was eating. So weird. Tummy grumbling, realising I only had a bowl of fruit salad prior to picking up Asshole, I waited impatiently for Idiot 1 & 2 to come back. When they finally got back, I gave them knowing glares. They both had their pearly whites on show, a picture of innocence. No doubt they had properly "investigated" the place. Ignoring the two, I told the driver to go to Caffe Notta. Except at that moment, Teddy decided to play with my phone. "HOLY SHIT, DUDE LETS GO FRENCH CAFE." "ASSHOLE, GET YOUR SLIMY FINGERS OFF MY PHONE." "GUYS AND CHICKAS, CALM THE FUCK DOWN." Eventually, however- I found myself going down the road to the French cafe. Teddy, all throughout the trip began spewing shit about how hot he thought the Lee heiress was, and Justin just sat there with this weird little smirk on his face. Knowing how he caught Nick (who was his twin) and Adelyna making out on HIS bed, I felt a little ping of sympathy towards her. However, it was still too funny. :) SO, we got there without too much mishaps, and upon walking in, Teddy immediatley accosted the poor girl sitting in the corner. He really should learn how to talk to a girl, I thought as I rolled my eyes and found a booth to plonk my ass down with Justin. But Justin was acting a bit weird. He kept glancing over to the table where Adelyna was trying to ward off Asshole's advances and squirming. Having known the dude since forever, I kicked him in the shins. "WHAT, DON'T TELL ME YOU LIKE HER AS WELL." He glared at me, but made no comment. Sighing, I sat back and watched Justin dwell in his pitifull misery. Joking. He started hitting on the too over eager waitress, taking care not to take off his sunnies. Adelyna seemed like the type of girl who would make Justin happy. She loved to have fun; from what I've heard, but unlike so many of the other rich kids over here on upper east side, she knows where to stop as well, and I respect her for that. Grimacing at Justin's antics, and the uncontrollable giggles coming from the waitress, I formulated a plan. Taking a pen out of my purse, I quickly jotted down Justin's number on a napkin, with the words "call me". Knowing the only reason Justin had got so angry at his twin was because he was making out with HIS "dream" girl, (I mean, seriously. Justin probably spreaded his share of herpes on Nick's bed before) I decided to push fate a little. Walking up to Teddy and Adelyna. I tugged the asshole away and subtly dropped the piece of napkin down her bag. Fingers crossed, I gave her a little smile and walked back to where the two pitiful excuses of male existance stood and promptly dragged them out. Sighing, I glanced back at the girl before settling back in the limo. "So, tell me. How come all big, badass dickheads like yourselves seems to go for THAT (with a flick of my hand at the direction of the French cafe) type of girls huh?" They mumbled unintelligible replies and I gave up, sitting back and tried my hardest to enjoy the rest of the ride. Labels: Cordace, happenings
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sierra
drop that beat honey
history
18 years ago British supermodel Gemma Rose Darling met top tier photographer Nathaniel Cordacé at a Milan fashion week afterparty. She was a mere 19 years old, and he, 27. Both were successful in their respective industries, and an innocent love bloomed between the two. They were married on impulse on a beautiful sunny day in a quaint little Italian town where Nathan was born and they were happy for a year or two, a lifetime in the fashion industry. But soon enough the inevitable spoils of the high life took its toil on the couple. They divorced two years later and each went their own respective ways, albeit not on friendly terms.
The product of this union was a little girl born during one of the happier moments in their marriage. On the 11th of March, 1992, Sierra Cordacé came into the world. She was a sunny child, but she grew up way too fast. After her divorce with Nathaniel, Gemma Rose went back into the fashion industry and recreated her image as a catwalk siren. Through the course of 16 years, she remarried seven times- all to men with one thing in common: impossibly large bank accounts. Somehow or rather, the relationships always fizzled out with a messy divorce, leaving Gemma Rose with a solid chunk of her ex-husband's grand fortune and more than enough to satisfy her expensive tastes and leaving enough to fill up her own bank account nicely without the additional income of her modeling.
So in this manner Sierra grew up. Alternating between all that is glamorous in NYC and the quintessential high life in Italy, she took everything life threw at her in her stride. Currently, she is studying for her senior year at the prestigious Woodley East highschool in New York between constant parties and events, and boys. Of course.
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adelyna
sweet little girl
history
The 17 year old heiress of international company, Delights. Founded in 1888 by Elizabeth Ilene Wenshawe, the first store opened on Lexington Avenue New York. The confectionary store was an instant hit with the locals. It soon expanded across America and when technological advances permitted, the store took root in Europe, Australia, South America, and Asia. Delights has over 5000 specialty boutiques worldwide and many high-profile, licensed distributors.
Adelyna Lee was born in Sydney Australia, December 1st 1992 while her parents were on a business trip down under. Sydney still remains one of her favourite places in the world. Her mother, Isabelle Lee (neé Wenshawe) inherited the entire Delights Empire at the tender age of fifteen when Grandfather Charlie died of a sudden heart attack. Within the next five years, she graduated high school, finished her undergraduate studies at Boston University, took over the entire family business and married Matthew Lee, a successful businessman. Adelyna, or Lyna became the product of American and Chinese-Japanese backgrounds. She received her primary education in Asia, travelling between Shanghai and Kyoto. She attended high school in Australia for three years to strengthen her English before completing her secondary schooling in New York. She plans to attend university at some stage in the near future.
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