Post by dolores haze. on Feb 13, 2010 15:34:04 GMT -5
DOLORES MARIE HAZE ;
HEY HEY! THE NAME IS UP ABOVE BUT EVERYONE CALLS ME DOLI, DO, DOLL FACE, D, HAZE WHICH IS PRETTY COOL, RIGHT? ANYWAY, I'M A FEMALE, BORN IN NEWARK, NEW JERSEY, AND AM TWENTY YEARS OLD. DAMN STRAIGHT! STILL YOUNG, BABY! JUST TO GET THE BASES COVERED, I AM A/AN RUNWAY/PRINT MODEL AND AM ACTUALLY RHETTSEXUAL BUT I LOVE RHETT, PAINTING, DANCING, BEING IN NOTHING BUT MY UNDERWEAR, SUNRISES, SUNSETS, MAKE-UP SEX, AND WRESTLING BUT I TOTALLY HATE BEING HIT ON, BEING REMINDED OF MY PAST, WHEN HOME FEELS 'COLD', RHETT SPENDING MONEY ON ME, ALL THOSE BAD -ISM'S, CHILDREN, AND ANYTHING MILITARY WISE. I KNOW. I'M THE MOST INTERESTING PERSON ON THIS PLANET, YEAH? BUT YEAH IF YOU WANNA KNOW MORE YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO KEEP ON READING!
ATTRACTION'S SATISFACTION ;
[color=b84c7f][b]DOLORES HAZE[/b][/color] looks sort of like [b]MONA JOHANNESSON[/b] and goes onto aim by the name of [u]doll face[/u] but to hit her up, just call [u]867-5309[/u]. FLUORESCENT ADOLESCENCE ;
PERSONAL STYLE:[/U][/COLOR][/FONT][/BLOCKQUOTE][/SIZE]
[/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/BLOCKQUOTE][/BLOCKQUOTE]"My personal style is a bit on the low budget side, I'll be totally honest. Even with all the money I have now, I don't have the heart to throw away all my old clothes even if they look ratty and worn out. I love wearing a mixture of all styles, it doesn't really matter that much to me. In all honesty, I think I look alright. I know how to dress up for an occasion but I tend to just sort of wear anything I find in my closet that morning. It could be like, for example, one of Rhett's shirts and some random jeans with heels or something along those lines. I like being comfortable...though I do prefer heels over anything...They are just so much fun to wear in general."
PERSONALITY:[/U][/COLOR][/FONT][/BLOCKQUOTE][/SIZE]
[/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/BLOCKQUOTE][/BLOCKQUOTE]"My personality...Well, it's kind of all over the place to be honest. I always thought I was a pretty mean person because of what people told me in the past but I guess I softened up a tad bit with everything that's been going on. I know for a fact that I can be rude and sarcastic when I shouldn't...And that when it is better for me to keep my opinions and comments to myself I unleash them anyway. I like building people up but I also love breaking them down and figure out they way they tick and all that good stuff. I mean, if you're my friend, I swear on my mother's grave I'll try to always be there for you. I know what it feels like to be abandoned and like you have no one there for you and I wouldn't want my friends to be like that. Uhm...enemies. If I hate you-just get the fuck out of my way. Surprisingly, I'm not afraid to get violent if necessary. If you so much as shove me and I'm pissed, it would be best you walk away because I.Will.Hurt.You. Ask Rhett...I woke him up one time by smacking him over and over again with a spatula...Haha, good times, dude."
SIGHTING LIGHTENING ;
FAMILY:[/U][/COLOR][/FONT][/BLOCKQUOTE][/SIZE]
[/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/BLOCKQUOTE][/BLOCKQUOTE]» MOTHER: Charlotte Haze , deceased.
» FATHER: Montgomery Montgomery , novelist/journalist.
» SIBLINGS: Candice Montgomery (22), Annemarie Montgomery (24), Holden Montgomery (27), Ryan Montgomery (30)
» SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Rhett Osanne (25), male escort.
» EX FIANCEE: Lionel Parker , deceased at 24.
» EX IN LAWS: Rosemary Parker (deceased), Liam Parker (deceased)
HISTORY:[/U][/COLOR][/FONT][/BLOCKQUOTE][/SIZE]
[/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/BLOCKQUOTE][/BLOCKQUOTE]"So I'll make this quick and painless for you. I was born in Newark, New Jersey and my mother was a prostitute who had been having an affair with the upstairs tenant's husband. Of course, I was the product of said affair and when I was fourteen, she passed away from a kidney infection shortly after being diagnosed with AIDS. To me, she died of a broken heart. My father, who I never met, was a total and complete prick because shortly after I was born, he just packed up his family and wife and took off as if he never knew my mother or anything. So I ended up meeting the new tenants upstairs who became my 'temporary gaurdians
between the ages of fourteen and eighteen. I ended up dating their son, Lionel, who was six years older than I was, when I was sixteen and we were engaged by the time I was seventeen. Though and through, He passed away before I could even think about walking down the aisle-he was killed over in Iraq (he was a Marine soldier).
So, being the naive person I was, the first thing I did was runaway. I had no one really left in that city and so I closed my eyes, pointed on the map, and ended up in a tiny town called Bridgeport working as a stripper. I had been working as an underground stripper since I was sixteen, so this wasn't anything new, to be perfectly honest. I thought I was only going to stay for a few months but ended up staying until I was nineteen. Around that age was when I met the infamous Rhett Osanne. I'll be honest... I didn't entirely like him when I first met him. I thought he was a stuck up asshole who needed to get his ego taken down a notch...I don't know if I succeeded in doing so or not...I would probably say I didn't. It's still a work in progress. But anyway, him and I, I guess, settled our differences...which wasn't many-just a whole lot of 'No's' and 'walls up' basically. All we did was really screw around and catch each other at the wrong time and eventually, somewhere long the way, everything changed. I wouldn't say it was a bad change...it was actually a nice one as abrupt as it was.
We had gotten drunk one night and in our own drunken mess, ended up going from Bridgeport, South Carolina, to Paris. For some odd reason, after that, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. It was like we used any excuse to screw everywhere and get drunk everywhere. And when we weren't drunk, we could actually tolerate each other and laugh and be stupid and not have to really worry about what the other one might think of the other if you get what I mean by that... I guess you could say I started falling for him somewhere in there...but I haven't really told him yet because...well, even though we've been together for about a year now (we never actually said we were dating or anything...but..well-I'd say we are...I know I haven't been screwing anyone else), we had crazy things happening. I mean, before I had no real problem with his profession. He was a male escort....Thank God he got out of that...I call it his man whore phase...Though that's a little bit of information I keep to myself. He moved on to real estate...and christening every new house is fun-I'll have to admit.
But anyway so after staying in Paris for a while, we went back to Bridgeport, got all our crap together, and ended up back in Paris. I re did his apartment because it was fucking ugly as shit, and, since he for some reason had a problem with me being a stripper, I quit. I haven't stripped in a good year now but shortly after quitting, I had started working as a waitress when some photographer I was serving told me I could be a model. Duh, I thought he was just joking, but somehow I ended up on covers of magazines, walking down runways...And everyone seemed to know my name. Dolores Haze. The new face of Thomas Models. I don't know, I guess you could say I enjoy it to some extent, but everytime one of those ads come out where I have to have some guy all over me or vice versa, he gets all pissed and we end up arguing...
But at least the make up sex is great...tends to make up for it."
PASSING CASTING ;
;D!
DESTINATION RESERVATION ;
I, STEPH, HEREBY HAVE READ THE PROBOARD AND FORUM RULES AND UNDERSTAND THEM TO THE FULLEST EXTENT AND PLAN TO FOLLOW THESE RULES FOR AS LONG AS I AM ON ON PROBOARDS/THIS FORUM. BY DISOBEYING THESE TERMS AND CONDITIONS, I AM SUBJECTED TO BEING BANNED AND UNDERSTAND/AGREE FULLY WITH THE CONSEQUENCES.[/SUB][/BLOCKQUOTE]
