"Elegance does not consist in putting on a new dress.” - Coco Chanel

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Butterflies flutter through my petite stomach and I watched my bridesmaids cheer and make toasts with glasses of champagne. I placed the magenta peco flower in my hair, gently fixing it. I smiled in the mirror and my mother came over and kissed my cheek.
"im so happy for you grace, you have blossomed into a beautiful, talented, amazing young women, your father and i are so proud! dont every change darling" She smiled and placed her hand on mine. I smiled and nodded.
I looked at the vase of Peco flower. The back dressing room we were in was even decorated beautifully. I flashed back to being held in Henry's arms as we sat on the canyon. The flowers grew wildly and released a beautiful scent as the sun set down. I looked at myself in the mirror and stood up, and grabbed my bouquet.
"its time grace its time!!!" my bridesmaids squealed. They placed my vail over my face and we walked into the behind a small area in front of the garden, so noone would see me till it was my time to walk down.
 
The flower girl and the ring bearer walked down the aisle first. The flower girl dropped purple and violet flower petals down. The bridesmaids went down with some of the men they were paired with. The music was gracefully played note by note.
 
I had my arm interlocked with my fathers and I kissed his cheek, as I strolled step by step. I felt my heart beat lightly. Everyone stood and watched me. I couldnt stopped smiling but my eyes werent on the crowd, it was on Henry, who's face was in amazement. My father let go of my arm and I walked up and grabbed Henry's hand.
 
"and i now pronounce you.. husband and wife..."
 
those were the words we had been waiting for. I smiled and kissed Henry long, and gently. We turned to the crowd and raised our arms, walking down the aisle to our carriage. I smiled "i love you so much" I kissed his cheek.
"not as much as i love you" he smiled and we walked out of the garden..
 
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Name: Brooke Murray
Position: Assistant
Age: 22
Bio: Brooke is the girl next door. She’s sweet, she’s smart, she’s friendly, she’s everything that you ever wanted to be. But you’re not Brooke, and so you have to just try to get on her good side, something that everyone wants to do. She may be one of the youngest girls around the office, but she’s looked up to by so many—even the ones older than her. Brooke is used to this, though, because her entire life there has always been someone that wants to be her. But to Brooke, it’s all a lie. Brooke hates her life and wishes that she could just slip out of her own skin and leave it all behind. Nobody knows about Brooke’s ugly past—her severe drinking, her abusive boyfriend, how she let down her parents and younger siblings. Brooke had been in the dark for a long, long time, but last year she finally got her crap together. She dumped her boyfriend, quit the drinking, waited until her bruises healed, and applied for a job at CI. Her family thinks that Brooke is a better, new person, but Brooke knows that deep down, she’s just the same person that she once was. Every day she thinks that she’ll lose her job, move back home and her boyfriend will guilt her into coming back to him. And she’s been close to that many times; it gets harder and harder when her ex shows up at the office every few weeks.
Model: Ginta Lapina
Taken By: @shame-on-me
 

1. My Life
> This is Shane Toews, a Professional College Hockey star on his way to the NHL. In the next year the Chicago BlackHawks have already called bids on having him join their team. Brooke and shane have been seen together ever since she went to watch one of his games with her friend and they state they are "talking talking'
> The other guy on the other hand, is Maxwell Winston III, the very strict,abusive, alcoholic EX boyfriend Brooke had, who still pops around from time to time. He also plays for the Enemy hockey team, and plans on getting scouted to the Washington capitals..
 
> The last picture is my pride and joy, Roo. She is 1 years old, and is my absolute bestfriend. She is a puggle, (beagle/pug mixed) and is the most friendly dog ever.
 
2. My Home
> I live in a loft/apartment close to soho yet close to work. I love living in new york.
 
4. My Office
> My office is my second home. its my little area to get focused and stay in the game.
 
5. Everything Else.
> I love clubbing, i know i shouldnt be drinking at all, but believe me when i say, a few wont hurt.
> I love planning someones dream day, weddings are my favorite!!!
> I love my friends
> I love shopping

[MONDAY, MARCH 5]: Coco just informed us that there’s a special discount for CIA employees at all of the stores on Fifth Avenue and 57th Street. Versace, Chanel, and Dior? Oh my! Hopefully you saved some of that money from your last paycheck. Enjoy the evening shopping with your co-workers.
 
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"you coming brooke" A girl smiled and peeped her head in my office.
 
"uh, yeah be there in one minute" I smiled before packing up for the night.
 
I shut my briefcase with my paperwork and rubbed my eyes with a sigh. Tired and somewhat stressed. I was going shopping with the co-workers.
 

I stepped out of the office. We all walked down the street, stopping in shops. Getting whistled on the streets and peering through warmly lit windows. I stopped for a hot tea.. The steam wreathed around my face as I brought the cup to my lips.
 
"what are you going to do this weekend?" one girl asked..
"I dont know, my one friend dates the NYU lacrosee player so she asked me to go to one of the games with her" I nodded
"ooh sounds fun.. all those sexy lax players" she winked
"I dont think Ill meet anybody" I faked a laugh and shrugged it off..
 
Would I meet someone? nah.. who am I kidding

Name: Brooke Murray
Position: Assistant
Age: 22
Bio: Brooke is the girl next door. She’s sweet, she’s smart, she’s friendly, she’s everything that you ever wanted to be. But you’re not Brooke, and so you have to just try to get on her good side, something that everyone wants to do. She may be one of the youngest girls around the office, but she’s looked up to by so many—even the ones older than her. Brooke is used to this, though, because her entire life there has always been someone that wants to be her. But to Brooke, it’s all a lie. Brooke hates her life and wishes that she could just slip out of her own skin and leave it all behind. Nobody knows about Brooke’s ugly past—her severe drinking, her abusive boyfriend, how she let down her parents and younger siblings. Brooke had been in the dark for a long, long time, but last year she finally got her crap together. She dumped her boyfriend, quit the drinking, waited until her bruises healed, and applied for a job at CI. Her family thinks that Brooke is a better, new person, but Brooke knows that deep down, she’s just the same person that she once was. Every day she thinks that she’ll lose her job, move back home and her boyfriend will guilt her into coming back to him. And she’s been close to that many times; it gets harder and harder when her ex shows up at the office every few weeks.
Model: Ginta Lapina
Taken By:
 

What's your favorite kind of event to plan at CI?
> I love to plan weddings, no matter how many 'bridezillas' or 'nervous nellies' you go through, in the end its great to see happy smiles and joyful tears, knowing you made someones day of love, filled with so many memories.
 
What was the most memorable event you've planned thus far, good or bad?
> my most memorable event was a good one, it was a wedding in fact and the bride was getting married to a marine. It was a beautifully planned wedding, with pearl and crystal accents and the colors were navy blue and white. It was just absolutely gorgeous.
 
What do you think of the other girls at CI? Do you have any enemies?
> I get along well with the girls, the only thing i would have to say is that you need to stay on my good side. overall the girls are very sweet and i dont have too much trouble with them.
 
Will you be able to submit at least two sets a week?
> yes! of course :) if any problem were to occur i would PM a mod. though of course, i havent had any problems in the past though!
 
Do you have any storyline in mind with the character you chose?
> yes, i want brooke to finally have a resting position, i want her to fall in love with someone special *youl have to read to find out who ;) * and i want her to be able to get things back to normal and to have fun again, just be happy and find adventure in her life.
 
top 5 -
>brooke
>ashton
>heidi
>brogan
>delaney
 
-story-
 
I walked in the office, my caramel mocha latte, and chanel bag in my hands. I carried my briefcase and walked through the level.
 
the girls ran and rushed getting paperwork done, on the phones with customers, I looked around and made a b-line for the doorway of my office.
 
I walked in and shut the door and giggled. Busy bee's running all over the place. I sat down and got my papers out. I opened the laptop and was distracted by the picture of me and my dog Roo. It was from last new years and I was in the midst of laughing.
 
I smiled and continued to type my document and checking emails for callista.
 
I took a sip of the latte swallowing it down and sitting back in my chair. I was beyond tired from staying up eating chinese take-out watching sappy love comedies.
 
I focused once again to getting my work done when I sensed a large shadow cast upon my desk. I quickly looked up to see my ex appear.
 
I crumbled.
 
"please, these 'work visits' have to stop.. your going to get me fired" i was flustered and upset
 
"baby, just give me another chance, i wanna make things work, i CAN make things work, i WILL make things work" he started "beautiful, hear me out--" He continued.
 
"STOP" I stammered. "listen" I began in a hushed but sharp whisper "leave, right now.. theres the door, use it" I pointed.
 
"angel c'mon, brooke baby, you dont give me a chance to talk" his eyes glistened and his voice was gentle and calm
 
"listen please, i have to get work done, please.." i looked at him, concerned and upset
 
"alright.. but just answer my calls, i really want to talk" he aid placing his hand on mine.
 
I ignored him and pulled my hand away. It stung, even though he ever-so-gently placed his hand on mine, his touch stung.. flashbacks ran through my mind of being pushed up against the wall, his face being so close to mine i could feel his breath on my face as he furiously screamed at me.
 
He shut the door quietly as he walked out.
 
I placed my hands over my face and cried...
 
as soon as i get a little better, i become a little worse

This set was created in a Mini Editor on fashionclub.com/your-fc/styleit/prom-2012

tuesday 14.
It's Valentines day and Jean-Paul is hosting a huge love themed bash. Will you take your date there or have you got something more intimate in mind?
 
I grabbed my clutch and made a final look in the mirror. I love valentines day but it just seems that without my ex boyfriend Max, this would be the first year i wouldnt enjoy this holiday as much.
 
I walked inside the party. Soft bright pinks,, reds and purple decorated the party. I felt uncomfortable but I smiled and greeted everyone. I wasnt gonna look like a 'debby downer' even though i felt like a major one. I sat at the bar.. "i knew i shouldve stayed at home.." I mumbled.
 
I saw a little old man wiping down his end of the bar.... everyone else was going for the female bartender or the young smitten male bartender.. I felt the old man could use a nice tip and some attention.
"hello!" I smiled sitting on the stool.
"oh, why hello there, what can i get ya?" He had a smile on his face, and looked like he couldve used a friend
"rum and coke" I slid the money and the large tip
"thank you, thank you very much" He nodded with a smile placing the tip in his pocket. He slid me the drink.
"Im Justine!" I smiled holding my hand out
"call me Al" He shook my hand "i am 75 years YOUNG" he smiled
"you remind me of my pap pap" I giggled
"well i do have many grandkids, im sure another wouldnt hurt"
I scrolled through my phone. I saw my facebook newsfeed... Max had uploaded pictured with his friends at a bar in philly. I clicked on them and saw him with his arms around two girls kissing his cheeks. I felt my heart sink deep down... to the bottom.. so deep down it was unknown, like deep down on the ocean floor. I wanted to be with him..
"everything okay there?" Al said drying off a drinking class.
"yeah im fine" I laughed it off..
"i have 3 daughters, they were your age once too i know that look" he said
"my ex boyfriend.. we had to break up due to distance and complications" i felt in a strange way comfortable with telling this little old man my story with max..
"well.. lemme tell you something.. he will come back. they always do.." he smiled
"i dont know al.. this isnt looking so well, hes obviously moved on" I said
"no he hasnt.. trust me.. hes hurting" he said
"sometimes, men can only abuse a bottle to try and forget something.." he said again
I looked at him
"and another thing.. valentines day isnt about only loving a boy or a husband or a wife, and so on.. its about love in general, love for your family and friends, your pets, your hobbies, your surrounding, your life.." He nodded.
 
I never looked at things as clearly as when Al explained them, and i was hoping that Max would come back as Al explained he would...

Justine Blake {twenty-five}
One of the most experienced of the girls, Justine is the one to be trusted. The girls tend to go to her with problems about anything and everything such as boys or tips on stopping spots for some of the younger girls. Although Justine seems to have all the answers, she just cant apply them to her own life. Her rocky relationship with her long term boyfriend seems to be nearing it end, she has began missing shoots and sleeping in, and although before she was cut some slack, the press are beginning to pick up on her, and that worries the bosses. This veteran could soon be in trouble if she doesn't sort herself out.
Style: Skinnys, blouses, oversized jumpers, blues.
Model: Alessandra Ambrosio
collection: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/collection?id=1361130
 

 
Hey Girls :) Im Justine as many of you know, if you dont know me introduce yourselves, id love to meet you all, and if you do already know me, drop a comment below and just say hey :) MUAH xoxo
 
x justine

Justine Blake {twenty-five}
One of the most experienced of the girls, Justine is the one to be trusted. The girls tend to go to her with problems about anything and everything such as boys or tips on stopping spots for some of the younger girls. Although Justine seems to have all the answers, she just cant apply them to her own life. Her rocky relationship with her long term boyfriend seems to be nearing it end, she has began missing shoots and sleeping in, and although before she was cut some slack, the press are beginning to pick up on her, and that worries the bosses. This veteran could soon be in trouble if she doesn't sort herself out.
Style: Skinnys, blouses, oversized jumpers, blues.
Model: Alessandra Ambrosio
 
sorry for it to be so long, i wanted you guys to really feel Justine's Style and see all the pictures :)

Monday, January 30-Let’s get to know everyone. Head out to the Hard Rock in LA for a fun night of dancing and partying with the A-List.
 
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I sat at a table with Kennedy and Stella.
"great turn out, huh?" I stirred the straw around in my ice tea.
"lets just make the most of it" kennedy said reassuringly. I sighed and Stellas eyes trailed up and down the menu.
 
Our waitress trailed over.
We ordered our food. I got a light meal, as usual, i was on a strict list of things im aloud to eat. I sipped the ice tea. No sugar. Just lemon. It was bitter but was acceptable to drink. Kennedy sipped her water and looked up.
"so..." awkward silence sprung at the table and i looked at my glowing face in the reflection of my thick navy blue shiny nails. I felt uncomfortable and this was unusual since it was easy for me to make friends. "maybe more people will show up later in time" stella chirped
"maybe.." I smiled smoothing the white napkin over my delicate lap.
"we can just hope and stick together for now.." I said again.
"your right, we just gotta keep trying to see if more of our friends will come to events and get-togethers with us" Kennedy said.
 
Our food arrived and I picked and nibbled on my salad, no dressing, a side portion. My eating habits werent doing so well and my parents were getting worried. My father never liked the idea of me landing a job as an angel. Only because whos father wants their daughter in seductive lingerie, i mean he was very supportive of my decisions though. I was upset Pat traveled back to Boston to play hockey. I was actually starting to like him.. a lot. We spent the weekend together when he came to play the LA kings and then he packed up and left. I was worried because lets face it.. hockey players get a lot of girl when they were on the road and I didnt want to be someones 'hook-up' along the way. Thats definitely not me.
 

The girls and I chatted and made small talk amoungst each other and finished our meal... This was going to be an itty bitty little list.. an itty bitty little A list