Post by nielle on Dec 29, 2009 8:10:37 GMT 10
georgette rosette bouvier
Spoiled ; Vain ; Snotty
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]Name: Georgette Rosette Bouvier
Nickname(s): She prefers being called by her proper name (it's just so beautifully unique!), but she'll tolerate Etta
Disney Character: Georgette
Age: 23
Birthdate: September 21, 1986
Birthplace: Manhattan, New York City, NY
Orientation: Straight for the most part. But you never know who you have to seduce to get what you want.
Member group: Sex Symbol
Abilty: She can attract other people to her, rather male or female, with her sex appeal and seduce them to do whatever she wants.
Drawback: She has poor control of her ability. For instance, if she tried using it on one particular person it would usually either only make them mildly interested in her, or she would attract a completely different person instead. And for some reason it tends to work better on grungy people she wouldn't consider her "type".
Education: Naturally Georgette attended the Convent of the Sacred Heart school for girls from the time she was in kindergarten until her twelfth grade graduation. She then went on to NYU, which she graduated from this past spring.
Occupation: She's a model; physical labor is beneath her standards.
WANNA ROCK YOUR BODY
Looking at Georgette you can see that she's a model. At 5'8" and 120 pounds, she's a tall girl with a slender and feminine body. Okay, so maybe her doctor may have mentioned something about being a little underweight, but she feels perfectly fine -- honest! The downside of being so slender is the absence of 'feminine attributes' so to speak. But while she may be lacking in bust and butt, she makes up for it with tight abs and a small waistline. And that's something most girls would die for! Though she's a model, Etta doesn't fully buy into the artificialness of it. Not only does she refuse to get plastic surgery, but she also chooses to embrace her pale skin opposed to getting fake tans.
IT'S THE FACE OF AN ANGEL
Georgette's features are sharp, but feminine. She has high cheekbones with a strong jawline. Her nose is small, but straight and pointy, perhaps a feature she least likes about herself. However her smooth flawless skin softens the sharpness of her facial structure, and the paleness of it adds to her feminity. Though Etta's eyebrows are naturally arched, they are not naturally thin so she makes sure to keep them properly maintained.
Makeup is a big part of Etta's daily routine and it may vary with her mood or the occasion. But her usual makeup of choice typically consists of: mascara, eyeshadow, powder, and dark lipstick (usually red) for her full lips. As for her hair, it's a natural platinum blonde, though she isn't against dyeing it a few shades darker. Her hair is generally kept short, but sometimes she may choose to grow it out a little longer. (Fortunately for her, her hair grows fast.) But for a quick fix or if she doesn't want to go through the hassle of growing it out, she'll just settle for extensions.
AS HOT AS THE SHOES SHE CHOOSE
Etta is hugely into fashion. So you can definitely expect a look of disgust from her if you waltz past her wearing ripped jeans and a stained tee. Listing the items in Etta'sdrawerclosetwardrobe would take forever, so it'd be best to simply describe her style. First, it's important to note that Etta is not like all the other insecure bimbos you see running around the city. She doesn't half-dress before walking out the door and she doesn't feel the need to show off private body parts. In her words: "skimpy isn't cute."
Though her style is classy, it's still young and fresh. She likes to dress up a lot and while jeans can be cute, she does believe that females should look, well, feminine. ("Death to all tomboys!") She also loves big, flamboyant jewelry and anything with bows, ribbons, or flowers will be sure to catch her eye.
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]Best Feature: “Everything! My figure, my eyes, my hair, my teeth, it’s hard to just choose one. But since you insist, I suppose I’ll say – my gorgeous smile. Oh and maybe my eyes too. Put them together and I have people eating out of the palms of my hands.”
Worst Feature: “Oh come now, this is a ridiculous question. What could you possibly not be jealous of? I’m just too perfect! Well, whatever. Between me and you, my nose may be a little pointy. But other than that I am perfectly fine!”
Something Memorable: “You mean other than my pale skin? (And it's simply gorgeous by the way. Makes me stand out in a sea of orange girls.) Why it's my refined sense of high fashion! I wear only the latest styles and you'll rarely catch me in the same outfit twice. Believe me, looking this good takes a lot of work but it’s worth it, honey.”
- - - - SPOILED !?
Etta is used to getting what she wants when she wants and how she wants it. No questions asked. From the time she was born, she was given everything she ever wanted and needed and she doesn't expect for that to come to an end now. As such, she's a high-maintenance girl who demands only the best of the best high treatment. Silks, furs, fine dining, expensive jewelry, and more. If you want this girl to be on your arm you'd better be ready to do some spending.
- - - - VAIN !?
Georgette's head is so inflated, she could take off and fly to another planet. She's basically the living embodiment of vanity. In her mind the world revolves around her and everyone else falls to the wayside. You can't tell her she isn't beautiful because in her mind, she's perfectly flawless. (The girl even sings about how perfect she is!) She's definitely one to let her achievements go to her head and she won't hesitate to remind you how many magazines covers she's graced or how many pageants she's won. And don't let her get started on the trophies. She expects people to bow down before her and kiss her pedicured toes, but of course only after glorifying her and expressing how much they idolize her. Yeah, like that happens every day.
- - - - SNOTTY !?
An elitist in every way, Georgette doesn't believe in mingling with anyone of the lower class. And anyone from the Bronx or lower Manhattan just isn't worth her time. She turns her nose up at you if haute couture isn't in your vocabulary or you dress like you just came from a basketball game. As such, she is also very judgmental and is quick to form an opinion (which is usually negative) about people.
[/b]Likes:
- Fashion
- Makeup
- Silk
- Wine
- Ribbons
- Drama
- Romance
- Originality
- Perfection
- Dark/Tanned men
- Winning
- Lobster
- Singing
- Dancing
- Flowers
- Chivalry
- Pet names
- Being a tease
- Good manners
- Being pampered
Dislikes:
- Filth
- Messy food
- Reality TV
- Sci-fi
- Big ugly trucks
- Stinky perfume
- Physical labor
- Animals (especially dirty ones)
- Breaking nails
- Tomboys
- Stupid questions
- Children
- Especally whiny, bratty children
- Copy cats
- Stalkers
- Dirty men
- Being touched
Positive Traits:
If Georgette likes you, you'll know it. Simply put: she takes care of people she's close to. She takes on an almost motherly kind of role. She'll splurge on you, make sure you have everything you need, help you out in rough times, and she may even take it upon herself to do one or two favors for you. And of course for Miss Georgette, that's no small feat.
-------Sophisticated
Considering the family she comes from and the part of the city she was raised in, class and sophistication would be expected from Georgette. She is a mature young woman who holds herself (and others) to high standards. She won't go parading about in skimpy outfits and there is always an air of dignity about her. As such, you won't find her sleeping around with every bozo on the street. She's just far too valuable for that. However, that doesn't mean she can't (or won't) seduce people to get what she wants.
-------Outspoken
Anyone who knows Georgette knows that she isn't afraid to say what's on her mind, even if it'll embarrass you. If she doesn't like how something is going, she'll say so. She doesn't let other people intimidate her into doing what they want her to do. So if you want someone you can walk over easily, go look down a rabbit hole.[/ul]
Negative Traits:
One downfall of being an only child is that you're always used to having all the attention. So when Georgette doesn't get all of the attention, she gets pissed. And when it comes to guys, she's a pretty territorial girl so she's the type to get PO'd when she catches a love interest chatting up another gal -- even if the interaction is purely friendly. So be careful what you do and how you do it if you want to stay in her good graces.
-------Selfish
If there's one thing she hates, it's sharing. Unless she really likes you, chances are you won't be getting your sticky little hands on any of her things. Again, she's territorial and she likes to keep what's hers strictly hers. End of story.
-------Snappy
As classy and refined as she is, Georgette has a nasty attitude. She has a short temper and if it something doesn't go her way, she won't hesitate to unleash her anger on the first bloke she sees. [/ul]
Most intriguing quirk(s):
♦ She's careful to carry hand sanitizer and body spray with her everywhere she goes. One never knows when you must sanitize yourself after an encounter with the dregs of society.
♦ To elaborate the above point, she often dusts off her clothing or sanitizes her hands should she be forced to shake a stranger's hand, or if someone (usually of lesser standing) touches her.
♦ She hates getting dirty or coming off as unlady-like. So don't be surprised if you catch her eating French fries with a fork, or tackling pizza and burgers with a fork and knife.
♦ Etta is not, in any way, a morning person but a glass of warm milk first thing in the morning tends to soften her mood. It'll even increase the chances of positive behavior for the rest of the day. (More of a friendly tip, really.)
Greatest Ambition: Become an international model. She’s been into modeling since her youth and she couldn’t imagine a life without it. Being an internationally known face that walks runways, competes, and more would be the ultimate dream for her.
Greatest Fear: Getting pregnant/having children. After seeing the physical strain women have to go through during labor and childbirth, she would hate to put her body through the stress. The thought of parenthood and having to look after someone else frightens her. Besides she can’t afford to lose her amazing figure, can she?[/font][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
Jacqui Laroche and Rémy Bouvier were an unlikely match. She was a cold, high-maintenance French beauty from old money and he was a jovial, carefree struggling artist. But somehow the two found that they completed one another in one strange or another (though it take a lot of courting, coaxing and persuading from Rémy) and the young couple eventually fell in love. However, the ambitious young Laroche refused to marry until her future husband could stably support her. So Rémy took his painting to the next level and pursued a business career in art. After he was able to land a job, the young couple finally married.
A couple years into their marriage and things were turning out excellent for the pair. They had a small, though beautiful, residence in Paris, Rémy was slowly but surely climbing the corporate ladder in his business, and Jacqui's attitude surprisingly seemed to be adapting a softer tone since her marriage to Rémy. Not only that, but they were now pregnant with their first child. A few months into the pregnancy, Rémy got a promotion offering that would require him to relocate to Manhattan, New York. Though Jacqui had been at first reluctant to leave her birth country, they both agreed that the promotion would benefit them greatly. So when Jacqui was five months pregnant, they packed up and moved to America.
Now of course having been raised in a refined household where only the best was provided, Miss Jacqui Bouvier wouldn't settle for anything less than best. So at her request, they moved to Manhattan's Upper East Side. About four months later Jacqui gave birth to their baby girl, who they decided to name Georgette Rosette (Jacqui was particularly fond of rhyming names). By this time, Rémy was doing well off in his businesses and it showed on the family's expenses quite well. Georgette was a fortunate child. As the only child in the family, she had the benefit of recieving both her parent's full attention without having to share it with any pestering siblings.
Consequently, this also made her spoiled as her parents were so thrilled about their new baby girl that they gave her everything she needed and more. All Georgette had to do was ask and she would get whatever she wanted. Her mother passed many of her traits onto Georgette and taught her how to be a proper young lady and have respect for herself. And of course she also taught her such important things as the best stores to frequent and who, among the crowd of everyday passerby, wasn't worth her daughter's attention; it was vital for Georgette to diferentiate between the social classes. So it goes without question that Georgette, under her mother's doting praises and her father's generous hand, grew into a vain and self-centered litle girl.
When Georgette was fifteen, she got wind of a teen beauty pagaent that was to be taking place. Out of sheer curiosity, and at her mother's urging request, she decided to enter. The Miss Sunshine beauty pagaent opened her eyes for the first time to the world of modeling. Already infatuated with recieving praise and attention, the flash of the cameras and the hundreds of eyes that were plastered on her only made her feel right at home. Granted she didn't win, but she did get an honorary mention. But that only fueled her to compete in more pagaents which eventually led to a streaming plethora of ribbons, trophies, and cash prizes. But that was only the beginning of it because that little taste of heaven left her hungry for more.
[/b]Best Memory: "Definitely winning my first trophy. Oh you just don't realize the pain and sacrifice a model has to go through to get to the top! The scales, the cardio workouts, those crazy diets, skipping meals, all the vomi-- ahem, well. I'm sure you can imagine my elation on that day. It let me know that my hard efforts were finally paying off."
Worst Memory: "This would perhaps be passing out on my bathroom floor a few years ago when I was still at NYU. You see, I was pretty obsessed about my weight because I was so determined to make it as a model. I hadn't been eating right and one day when it was really hot I just got dizzy and fainted. I don't recall much of what happened after that, but I remember waking up in a hospital bed with a throbbing headache. I'd apparently hit my head on the radiator on the way down. The doctor said it was a miracle I didn't cut open my head. I'm just glad that's all in the past now."
Top 3 life-changing moments:
Etta has had many innocent crushes in her youth, but her first serious one was when she was in third grade. She'd developed a rather huge crush on a fellow classmate by the name of Andrew (Andy) Garder. Georgette, with the innocence of any other nine year old girl, had tried flirting with the boy to catch his attention. It worked - sort of. At first he seemed to take a mild interest in getting to know her better during recess. But the next day when they were at the park, Georgette tried coyly flirting and playing with Andy again.
But this time, the boy seemed completely disinterested and out of nowhere, a crippled old man with rotted teeth approached the girl with a sudden interest. Fortunately, she was still too young for him to be drawn sexually to her, but he was in need of a lively young companion to talk to. Etta, disappointed but now slowly coming to realize her powers, settled for letting the old man buy her ice cream.
Miss Sunshine Pageant
The first beauty pageant Georgette entered made her realize that modeling was her calling. The lights, the costumes, the cameras, the glamour, it all made her feel right at home. Though she loved being able to parade her youthful beauty in front of a large audience (she was only a teenager at the time) and show off her talents, it made her want more: photo shoots, commercials, fashion shows, and more.
Graduating From NYU
Only having just graduated this past May, this is the first year that Georgette has been fully independent and on her own. When she had been in her parent's house she needn't have had a care in the world and she got everything she wanted without having to lift a finger. Even during her years at college, Georgette was still the pampered little princess. But now that she's out of school and out of her parent's house, she must learn what it's like to be on her own. Granted she's still loaded with money, but that's beside the point.[/ul]
Family relationships:
Albeit an attentive and nurturing mother, Jacqui is an elitist who looks down at her nose at anyone who she feels is beneath her notice. She's the kind of mother that puts their child on a pedestal and glorifies all of their accomplishments, while ignoring or denying the presence of any negative behavior. Etta used to be quite close to her mother in her youth, largely because the woman spoiled her immensely and let her get away with nearly everything. But as Etta grew into an adolescent, she became more like her mother until they were so much alike that they found they were always at ends and were constantly arguing.
» Rémy Marten Bouvier • Father • Age 51 «
Rémy is more laidback than his wife and he has a looser and more carefree approach to life. Though once the French stereotype of a struggling artist, he is now a successful visual effects superviser as well as a graphic design director. Etta has always been her "daddy's little angel", and her relationship with her father is still as strong now as it ever was before. In fact, he even secretly supplies her with money and elegant niceties from time to time despite Jacqui's firm requests that Etta be left to learn to stand on her own two feet.[/ul][/font][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
The alarm went off at exactly eight o' clock a.m. A low groan rumbled beneath Rome's pillow and his hand clumsily searched for the clock until it found the snooze button and gave it a hard whack. He didn't have to be up so early since it was only Sunday, so he had no classes. Correction. He did have to be up early, but it wasn't for class. It was strictly upon his girlfriend's orders. She and Rome, though mostly her, had planned to meet up for Sunday breakfast, a tradition she loved to honor. Sometimes it would just be the two of them, and others they would gather with the rest of their senate buddies and all go out for a group brunch. But today it would be just the two of them. Oh and of course her best friend, Sabrina Salwart. Roman sighed heavily from under his pillow. Having to get up this early on a Sunday to go to breakfast was bad enough, but having to deal with Sabrina Salwart this early was more than he was willing to handle at that moment. Sometimes he wondered how the lovely Ms. Monroe and the rebellious Ms. Salwart even met. They just seemed like such an unlikely pair. 'Suck it up Rome. All you gotta do is let them talk and have their girl moment, and you just sit there eating your pancakes like a good boy.' Sometimes he just felt so used.
With another sigh, Roman pulled his head from underneath his pillow and squinted at the bed across the room. Judging by the lump in the sheets, the steady rising and falling of the covers, and the loud snoring, his roommate was still sleeping. Lucky bastard. Roman yawned, shook his messy bedhead and rolled out of bed. After taking a shower, he pulled on the clothes he'd picked out for his outing: black slacks, black dress shoes, and a plain white shirt with a black vest pulled over it. Nice and classy, yet simple and casual. There was no way the girls could find any fault with his choice of clothing. He raked his fingers through his hair then smoothed it down with his hands. Throw on a nice silver necklace and his silver Rolex and bam, he was ready to go. And still with thirty minutes to spare since he didn't have to be there until nine. So, to pass the time, he checked in on his ball python. Rome gently lifted the snake from its tank and draped its body around his shoulders, with his hands still holding the snake's head and tail. "Hey Sam. Still looking beautiful girl," he cooed, using a soft voice so he wouldn't wake his roommate. He held Samantha for a few more minutes before he finally returned her to her tank. It was now 8:40. May as well leave out now.
Roman grabbed his keys and his Blackberry before leaving the dorm and quietly closing the door behind him. He walked to the parking lot, found his black Dodge Charger and hopped in. He revved up the engine then headed off to the Beverly Hills Hotel. He drove inside the gates and pulled in front of the valet. Rome tossed the guy his keys and walked around the hotel's main entrance to a private walkway on the side, which led directly to the Polo Lounge. As he neared the patio, he could see that almost all of the elegant white-clothed tables were full. Soft jazz music floated from inside and hovered in the outside air. It was a beautiful day, he wasn't much in the mood for sitting outside. Besides, they'd already reserved a table inside. Sure it may have seemed odd that even though they hadn't stayed in the hotel, the three of them would be dining in one of its main restaurants. But that was the benefit of being senate and having a crapload of money. Okay and maybe the fact that his stepfather worked there helped too, but of course Rome would never admit that. He felt low enough having to rely on his stepfather's position to gain benefits, and admitting it aloud would only add salt to Rome's injured pride.
He stepped onto the patio and crossed through the rows of tables to enter the Polo Lounge from its sliding door. When he stepped inside, he was instantly greeted by upbeat jazz music, the savory smells of breakfast, and a smiling waiter who greeted him by name. Well last name at least. It was only professional to stay formal and stick to 'Mr. Love', as weird as that may have sounded to Roman. The waiter escorted him to an empty table and, with a friendly smile, left. Rome pulled out his phone to check the time. Only five minutes before nine and he was still the first one there. If he was lucky, the girls would be there at least by nine thirty. Rome sat up in his chair and calmly scanned the room, looking for any sign of his female accomplices. Boy was he looking forward to this conversation. Too bad it was still too early to distract himself with alcohol. But hey, if it meant seeing his girl then it was all worth it. At least he hoped.
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[/size] [/blockquote][/blockquote]Name: Danielle
Age: Seventeen
Role-playing experience: Five years
How you found us: Fritters
Favorite Disney Movie: The Lion King, Pocahontas, Beauty and the Beast
