Wednesday, February 23, 2011
It was finally the day of the Delights ball, possibly one of the biggest events of the year. Anyone who was someone was invited, and others fought for an invitation to attend, hoping for their name to appear alongside the megastars on the sparkling, star studded guest list. It promised to be a night filled with glamour, men dressed to their best in pressed, expensive suits, and the ladies out parading in their glittering couture dresses. With the champagne freely flowing, supplied by the immaculate waiters and waitresses on standby, the Delights ball also promise whispers of drama, rumours, and maybe, just maybe the sparking of romance.
--- "Sierra! What on earth are you wearing?! Where is the mini I got for you?!" My mom screeched as her eyes caught sight of my long flowing Givenchy gown, yes, the exact same one I wanted to buy a few weeks ago. I rolled my eyes at her antics, deciding to ignore her instead and continue applying my favorite Dior red lipstick, the professional makeup artists did the rest, but i liked putting on the final touches of my look. A few days ago when I went back into the boutique to buy this dress, I found it had already been bought. Imagine my heartbreak! Luckily, the store owner had just one more in stock, so I was pretty happy. The girl staring back at me in the mirror looked regal, something i've never really been before. I could feel something change in me, and I kind of liked it.. just a little bit. I brushed away a few stray locks and I was ready. The makeup artists left my room, and my mom came in, she looked so beautiful, as always... but the look i was so accustomed to seeing on both her and myself just lost the usual shine it usually had. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair to the chagrin of the hairstylists, slightly mussing up the perfect glossy curls.The ball started at 7:00, right now it was 6:45, so we had plenty of time to get to the ball, before the party really began at 8... the amount of time it takes for the bubbly to set in and the rich and famous to loosen up their facades as they get away from the paparazzi, forbidden to cross the velvet red ropes. -beep- My phone vibrated and sounded in my clutch. Unclasping the sequined bag, I fished out my phone to find 2 new texts from Justin and... Aaron. "S, Nick doesn't want to go to the ball, help!!!!? love J", and "hey woman, what the fuck! do you do when a chick is fucking depressed?! HELP ASAP" I stared at the two texts for a bit before rolling my eyes and texting them both back. justin: "did you know your stupid brother is a two timing gayass?! im not helping you getting him to go sorry there babeeeeeey :)" aaron: "losing your touch already mr manwhore? did some girl FINALLY realise that you're actually not that great in bed and went depressed? ;) hahahah who's this what happeneddd" both of them have issues. - you have one new text from Aaron Lee "S, GROSS! IT'S MY SISTER! dno what happened found her crying AREN'T YOU MEANT TO BE A CHICK YOUR SUPPOSED TO KNOW WHAT TO DO." sierra to aaron: "aw your cute, give her a hug! tell her she looks beautiful, tell her you'll bash the guy who made her cry (WHICH YOU WILL) gl babe :)" Aaron: "ugh where are you guys just get your skinny ass over here now" you have one new text from Justin Vanderbilt "ughhh ur a fucken loser just get to the ball asap see ya" it's good to know when you're loved. Labels: Cordace
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Wednesday, February 23, 2011 @ 12:45 AM
It was finally the day of the Delights ball, possibly one of the biggest events of the year. Anyone who was someone was invited, and others fought for an invitation to attend, hoping for their name to appear alongside the megastars on the sparkling, star studded guest list. It promised to be a night filled with glamour, men dressed to their best in pressed, expensive suits, and the ladies out parading in their glittering couture dresses. With the champagne freely flowing, supplied by the immaculate waiters and waitresses on standby, the Delights ball also promise whispers of drama, rumours, and maybe, just maybe the sparking of romance.
--- "Sierra! What on earth are you wearing?! Where is the mini I got for you?!" My mom screeched as her eyes caught sight of my long flowing Givenchy gown, yes, the exact same one I wanted to buy a few weeks ago. I rolled my eyes at her antics, deciding to ignore her instead and continue applying my favorite Dior red lipstick, the professional makeup artists did the rest, but i liked putting on the final touches of my look. A few days ago when I went back into the boutique to buy this dress, I found it had already been bought. Imagine my heartbreak! Luckily, the store owner had just one more in stock, so I was pretty happy. The girl staring back at me in the mirror looked regal, something i've never really been before. I could feel something change in me, and I kind of liked it.. just a little bit. I brushed away a few stray locks and I was ready. The makeup artists left my room, and my mom came in, she looked so beautiful, as always... but the look i was so accustomed to seeing on both her and myself just lost the usual shine it usually had. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair to the chagrin of the hairstylists, slightly mussing up the perfect glossy curls.The ball started at 7:00, right now it was 6:45, so we had plenty of time to get to the ball, before the party really began at 8... the amount of time it takes for the bubbly to set in and the rich and famous to loosen up their facades as they get away from the paparazzi, forbidden to cross the velvet red ropes. -beep- My phone vibrated and sounded in my clutch. Unclasping the sequined bag, I fished out my phone to find 2 new texts from Justin and... Aaron. "S, Nick doesn't want to go to the ball, help!!!!? love J", and "hey woman, what the fuck! do you do when a chick is fucking depressed?! HELP ASAP" I stared at the two texts for a bit before rolling my eyes and texting them both back. justin: "did you know your stupid brother is a two timing gayass?! im not helping you getting him to go sorry there babeeeeeey :)" aaron: "losing your touch already mr manwhore? did some girl FINALLY realise that you're actually not that great in bed and went depressed? ;) hahahah who's this what happeneddd" both of them have issues. - you have one new text from Aaron Lee "S, GROSS! IT'S MY SISTER! dno what happened found her crying AREN'T YOU MEANT TO BE A CHICK YOUR SUPPOSED TO KNOW WHAT TO DO." sierra to aaron: "aw your cute, give her a hug! tell her she looks beautiful, tell her you'll bash the guy who made her cry (WHICH YOU WILL) gl babe :)" Aaron: "ugh where are you guys just get your skinny ass over here now" you have one new text from Justin Vanderbilt "ughhh ur a fucken loser just get to the ball asap see ya" it's good to know when you're loved. Labels: Cordace
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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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