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●Name; Casey Dixon
●Model; Mila De Wit
●Age; 27
●Hometown; Atlanta, Georgia
●Likes; clean lines, country music, chevron, prep style, leading, planning, bright colors, loud music, america, good clothes, coffee, diet coke
●Dislikes; following, pushovers, pretentious douche bags, being ignored, making mistakes, messes, rude & obnoxious people, rednecks
●Family:
Mother: Elain Dixon (50) - Seamstress • Stana Katic
Father: Michael Dixon (52) - Political Adviser • Gabriel Macht
Brother: Riley Dixon (31) - Doctor • Luke Guldan
Brother: James Dixon (22) - Musician • Francisco Lachowski
 
Boyfriend: Austin Tucker (38) - Lawyer • Simon Baker
●Bio;
Born in a big southern city, house parties were a large part of Casey's life. At least once a week, her family would either host a lavish scene at their house, or take a small trek to a neighbors house for one. Everyone claimed it was neighborhood bonding, but Casey could tell that it was much more than that; indeed, the young girl was able to pick up on the competitiveness of the "sport". Every week, her mother would go shopping for party supplies, and Casey begged to be taken with. Eventually, when she was old enough, she began to pick out the goods with her mother's assistance, and then, suddenly, she was buying them herself. The southern charm within the girl was always her mask, hiding the competitiveness and need to win. Once Casey starting creating the parties at home rather than her mother, there was no competition anymore. Everyone agreed that Casey threw the best parties: ever.
 
Alas, the young lady knew that one city would only get her so far in life and, knowing now what her dream in life was, she packed up and headed off to college in the hamptons. She balanced a small party planning business with her course load and extracurriculars, yet she was still able to come out with higher than a 4.0 GPA. Proud of herself, she left the school with an undergraduate degree in design and immediately dove head first into expanding her career. Using both the design skills that her mother allotted to her as a child and the techniques she learned in school, Casey was quickly a success sweeping the city, neighboring cities, and even far away cities, as she loved to travel (a far away party was a refreshing challenge). It was common knowledge that Casey brought the clean lines, the sophisticated parties, and the real stunners. If there was a rule, she would stomp over it - unless, of course, it was her rule. Running a no non-sense business was tough, but it was how she beat the competition.
 
The hamptons was her ideal planning location, and she was quickly sucked into the glamour. Casey was the planner everyone knew- the fast talking, country-accent slinging, put together young woman, and it didn't take long for her to be featured in magazines and on TV. Crystal Clear Party & Event planning was a success, and so was Casey.
 
●Answer in Character:
♔Tell us about you! What makes you unique?
What makes me unique? What an interesting question. I think I would say what makes me unique is my southern charm, my fast wit, and my ability to work under pressure. Also, I have a true love for party planning. It's not just a job, you know? It's a passion.
 
♔How did you get into the party planning business?
Living in the south means house parties at least every week. I got into it by watching my mother and learning from her. Eventually, I was the one who was planning our parties, and the Dixon parties were eventually regarded as the best in town. I loved the thrill of not only getting compliments, but of creating such perfect, sophisticated, whimsical events. That's how it all began.
 
♔Why should you be considered for this competition?
I should be considered because, obviously, I'm the best. I'm not afraid to use my claws and to bend a few rules here and there to get what I want. Party planning is fierce, and so is this competition. Even though I've got a cute little accent and I can rock a classic pair of cowboy boots, don't be surprised if you wind up with a knife in your back. I'm here for the parties, not for the people. I should be considered because this is my number one passion, this is what I was meant to do, and I WILL win.
 
♔What will you specifically bring to this competition?
I'll bring clean lines and clean ideas. Nothing I do is ever done again by me, nor has it ever been done by someone else. I've got amazing connections and an entire collection of ideas inside of my head. I'll bring uniqueness and spontaneity to this competition. I'll bring my a-game.
 
♔What was your most successful party?
Most successful.. hm.. Oh! You know President Obama, right? Of course you do! Yes, so, my father is a political adviser, and he called me out of the blue one day and told me he had a huge opportunity for me: birthday party for the president. I snapped it up, flew across the country, and had only a week to plan it. I was on it. I called in favors from friends in D.C., used local business to promote small town America, and pulled out a great-stinkin' party. I will never live that down, never! I even got to meet Obama himself! It was a fantastic red, white, and blue party, and it was beautiful, honestly.
 
♔Tell us about one of your Make It Work moments in your party planning career.
Alright, picture this: it's a lavish anniversary party, these kind folks have been married for 50 years, and they asked me to book the singers of their first dance song from their wedding. Can you imagine? A band from 50 years ago! There was no way I could do that! Well, I tracked the band down (they were broken up at that point), and begged for a performance. They affirmed, and everything seemed to be set. The day of, I get a call from the guitarist refusing to show! Like, seriously? The day of? Well, the other band members show up and they're like "we had no idea!" So I, having to be sure this nice couple gets what they want, pull in my brother (who, conveniently plays guitar), and, oh thank heavens James saves the day. That was my biggest make it work moment, but I did, indeed, make it work! The folks loved it!
 
♔What would winning this competition do for you?
It would affirm the fact that I am as great of a party planner as I think I am. That all those years as a kid wasn't for nothing. That I'm truly good at what I love. Also, that a little girl from a small southern city can do anything!
 
♔This competition is going to be no holds barred and very draining. Can you handle it?
That's the only kind of thing I can handle. Pressure doesn't crack me and neither does hard work. I love the adrenaline rush, honestly. I've got this.
 
●Activity level: I'd say I could do up to 5 sets a week.
 
●Collection:
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main three pieces from sheinside.
i am frickin obsessed with this song.

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shirt, blazer, and shorts from sheinside.com, logo included, and shoes are jeffrey campbell.
i really dig this set.
-izzy

shoutout to @thedaredevil and @olppaemi for creating such a bomb-ass roleplay!
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☼ Name: Hannah Jhul
☼ Age: 21
☼ Membership type: VIP
☼ Likes: tanning, high fashion, people watching, shopping, pearls, tory burch, bean boots, all things preppy.
dislikes: grunge, bugs, disorganization, dull colors, homophobics, slutt shaming.
☼ Bio: Think of the word preppy, and most times, you'll think of Hannah. A kind and genuine girl, Hannah was born as an only child and raised under two mothers. Seeing the hardships and harsh words that her mothers endured as she grew up, the little girl vowed to do something about it when she was old enough. As she advanced through grades, she studied as hard as possible in order to get the grades she desired. The work paid off, and soon she had graduated high school at the age of 15 and was accepted to Yale University, graduating from the prestigious college at the mere age of 19. In only 2 years after, Hannah had created a major non-profit organization for helping stop the oppression of the LGBT community. That wasn't enough for the woman, however, as she so desperately craved the lifestyle of the posh, rich and famous, powerful, luxurious, and beauiful girls. Sure, she dressed the part, but she wanted more than anything to /live/ it. She was a good girl, and she knew that wasn't going to get her into the one place she knew would begin her new lifestyle (the Westmore Palms, of course).
☼ Personality: loyal, considerate, affectionate, mature, sincere, self-less, cute
☼ Secret? Hannah is always the nice, gentle, innocent, and pure girl that you would have no trouble asking for help or support from. Unfortunately, the young lady knew that was not going to grant her admittance to the Westmore Palms. Nice, kind, sweet little Hannah had to do something she never dreamed she would do: sleep her way in. And so she did, with Henry Westmore. It was easy, she discovered. So focused on his work, he was always away from his wife, and he hadn't gotten his relief in some time, so he was eager to jump at the opportunity. Even worse, the genuine young women enjoyed it so much, she couldn't, and didn't, end it there. Not only did she sleep her way into the club, but Hannah Jhul and Henry Westmore are having an affair.
☼ Model: Ymre Stiekema
☼ Taken by: @isabelleinwonderland

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it's the new thing. get with it, kids!
anyway, i'm boreddd so i'm just gonna make some sets for contests.
meow.
-izzy

december 22 // saturday // i'm feeling: meh // listening to: kiss me - ed sheeran
 
so i suppose we survived the apocalypse! hurray. so now christmas is still on, and i just hope that i get some cool fashion stuff so i can continue to look fierce into the new year.
 
also, though i don't think anyone cares, i'm back to a reasonable weight, which means i can start honestly losing. 20 more pounds to go until i reach my final goal! can't wait, i'll finally get to wear a bikini for the first time.
 
so, i hope you enjoy this set. i'm bored and yeah. hurray, sets.
 
-izzy

Yay! My entry for the http://www.seeitwantit.tumblr.com polyvore set contest!
Because I add so many fillers and things, the actual outfit consists of the following:
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≡ http://www.polyvore.com/soul_cal_deluxe_aztec_bandeau/thing?id=51975906
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I hope I did the story right! I was a tad confused. Let me know if you need me to redo it! x
 
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Unrelated: Click if you like this set? It would mean the world. http://www.kiss108.com/common/shareme5/index.php?linkid=8245
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Name: Imogen Mae Norse
Idol: None
Age: 18
Category: radical
Quote: “There's a fine line between genius and insanity. I have erased this line.”
Bio: Some say Imogen was born crazy, others that she was dropped on her head as an infant. (Which, really, wouldn't be all too surprising considering the even drunken state of her parents.) However, without a doubt, Imogen is quite insane and quite proud of it. She often ventures into the forest and talks to the animals. She believes herself to be a werewolf. She likes to wear trousers or no bottoms at all, simply for the hell of it. She's a pretty girl and once had many suitors, but who wants a crazy wife? No one really knows why she joined the Mother's Wing League, other than for the thrill of the fight. It's rumored that she's pregnant. Could it be true? If so, her parents could not care less. They haven't left the house since God knows when.
Model: Behati Prinsloo
Taken by: OPEN.
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“What do you think?” I looked up from the rocks I was skipping to peer at the small bird perched feet away from me. There was silence as always, but in my mind I heard the bird’s response. I examined its feather colors and patterns, my face lighting up. “Oh, you’re a woman too! I didn’t even know! This is great, now I know we share the same point of view!” I narrowed my eyes into slits. “Unless you’re one of… them.” I spat on the ground at the last word, it coursed through my mouth like poison. Those girls that went along with how life was. It was tragic, really; they’ll never know the joys of freedom.
 
Free, that’s what I was. People had tried to contain me before with dresses, corsets, makeup, and all the like, but I was smarter than that; I /am/ too smart to give in. I turned my attention to the bird again. I could swear it was giving me a strange look. “You are one of those girls!” I shouted with a gasp, my eyes turning angry. “That’s ridiculous; you shouldn’t let a man control you.” It turned its head away from my gaze. I was furious now. She wouldn’t even listen to what I was saying! Never taking my eyes off the winged creature I crouched down, getting on all fours. In one swift movement, I pounced, grabbing the bird in my hands. I had perfected this movement over many years as my wolf instincts had grown stronger.
 
The bird gave a desperate chirp from between my paws as I examined it once again, my mouth letting out my own snarl. “Don’t be stupid,” I hissed. “Men are only out to destroy you.” With one final bark I released the winged creature. I was upset, but now wasn’t the time to kill. I sat back on my bottom, the grass tickling the tops of my thighs. It wasn’t often I wore trousers when I ventured into the woods; in fact, the only time I fancied to wear them on my excursions were when I knew I’d be venturing near a pack of my sisters. I looked around at the thick tree trunks and slowly trickling stream. I felt at home here, this is where I belonged. The only downside were that the women were as vulnerable here as back in “society”. I spat again. Feeling suddenly dirty with the thought, I stripped off my top and undergarments before jumping into the water in front of me. I kicked and splashed, lunging at fish as they swam by.
 
I was the dominant one, no man could control me. No man will control me. Ever.

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"High school was a blur, filled with sleepless nights and unnecessary drama. I still remember the first night we’d stayed there at Nate’s beach house. It was such a foreign idea to us then—so new we thought it almost scandalous. We’d just been kids back then, crawling into our sleeping bags that we’d set out in the front room and laughing at nearly five in the morning. As the years passed by, it’d become a ritual. We would grow apart during the year, but it was the summer that brought us together. Days spent lazing around in the sun, eating sandwiches for three meals a day, camping out on the shore and sleeping under the stars. These moments were what got us through the first few years of college, kept our relationships intact. Even if it were only for one month every year, it was as if we’d come home, back to the faces we’d missed, the people that, together, made up our childhoods.

And then somewhere in between, we lost our way. One of us spent the year in a foreign country, one of us got engaged, one dealt with an “early mid-life crisis”, another dealt with a tragic loss of someone close to her. Other excuses seemed to pile up, such as work and studies, preventing us from revisiting the beach house. I could picture the house growing old and deserted—the wooden porch slowly beginning to show its wear, the refrigerator finally breaking down from its wretched hum to a dead silence, the linens that covered each bed remaining untouched.

It’d been nearly ten years since we’d graduated high school. I don’t know what’d brought us back to the beach this year. Some of us were curious to see what the rest of us had been up to. Some were there to make amends. Some were there, running away from the newfound complexities of life, and others were there to confront them. Either way, there was a certain distance to be bridged between all of us. Even though we’d grown up, we realized that we didn’t have to leave behind the memories of our youth. They were what had shaped our views on life, what made us who we were today. For the first time in what felt like forever, we were all there, together and ready to embark on a whirlwind romance of a summer."

-emmylou
 

@emmylou @luxecouture @withlove-kirsten

I'm here alone.