Today was superb!
Danielle and I went to the most adorable little restaurant and took a tour of Los Angeles!
It was awesome! I hope your day was as good as mine!
-Holly
Archive for January, 2007
01/24/07
01/23/07
Today I found out that my mum and a few of my friends are planning a surprise party for me! ![]()
Haha, anyway…I wasn’t supposed to know, but that’s alright. They know that I found out…
Ah, well…at least I didn’t spoil the surprise completely, because I don’t know what the party will be like. ![]()
Well, at least I have something to look forward to! ![]()
Psst…my birthday’s February 14th! *Hint!
Buy me a present! ![]()
XOX – Holly
Holly Dior – Model – Parts 1+2.
This is the story of my past. An reflection on what I’ve been and what I’ve come to be, along with some helpful lessons. This story is meant to be written as if someone else was telling the story from their point of view. I’d like to thank my friend, Chanel, for giving me input and ideas. I’d also like to thank mamaVISION.com for inspiring me to reflect on my life. Thank you!
Part 1
Holly sat cross-legged on the floor of her room. Her eyes wandered along the window, watching the clear, fresh rain drops trail along the glass. She traced the lines the rain left behind, as the drops continued to sail down her window.
As she proceeded to get up from her place, her thick, golden curls twirled around her face. Her aqua eyes looked away from the scene of water on the window. She stood up; the ruffles on her silky blue night dress made the slightest, yet most noticeable sounds in the still of the night.
As she hopped into her bed, she pulled the sheets toward her neck and wondered what tomorrow would bring. Her arms fell to her side and she let out a final gasp of contentment before collapsing into the ecstasy that was sleep.
Part 2
8:00am, Holly stirred slightly before waking. She gazed around her room, looking at herself in the mirror.
“Wow”, she thought.
“Look at me. Look at me.”, she whispered. Those words lingered in her mind.
The phone rang.
“Ugh, who would be calling at 8:10 in the morning?”, Holly asked herself.
She ran to the telephone and picked up, all out of breath.
“Hello?”, she asked.
“Hello. This is Mr. Fletcherman, from UK Models…is this Holly?
“Why, yes, it is…go on…”
“Well, I, along with a few other UK Models recruiters, spotted you at the Miss Holiday Pageant last month…your beauty mesmerized us…so I was just wondering; would you ever consider modeling for us?”, Mr. Fletcherman asked.
“Wow? Are you serious? Wait, might you clear something up for me? Corali Pitcharno took first place, and I managed to place second. Why are you asking me? Why don’t you want Corali? She is beautiful.”, Holly questioned.
“Yes, yes, of course Corali is beautiful…but you, you are stunning. You are more…what we are looking for, if you will.”, he answered.
“I-I-I…I’m-m-m honored. Ye-s, I’d lo-ve to.”, she stumbled.
Part 3 coming soon!
01/22/07
Today my best friend Chanel and I had an all-out girls day!
We went to some stores and then out to dinner.
All in all, it was a wonderful day. I had a simply amazing time with Chanel.
I just felt like posting something that was short, sweet and to the point!
-Holly
Broken.
I lie here. Broken. Bruised. Torn and–used.
And though my scars don’t show, look at me.
I’m not happy on the–inside.
I lie here. Crying. Trying to–forget.
All of the hatred and–regret.
And though my tears–aren’t pouring from my eyes.
I’m not happy on the–inside.
I lie here–screaming–dreaming–of when you still cared.
And thought my screams–are deathly silent.
I’m not happy on the inside.
I’m not happy on the inside.
Oh–oh–oh–ooh–ooh.
-Holly
Vanity.
Vain, beautiful, gorgeous people only? Do you realize how contradictive what you just said was? The true definition of vain is: having no real substance, value, or importance; empty; void; worthless; unsatisfying; destitute of forge or efficacy; effecting no purpose; proud of petty things, or of trifling attainments; having a high opinion of one’s own accomplishments with slight reason; conceited. I suppose that’s a lot to grasp at one sitting, but ’tis true. The hypocrisy that spews from your mouth is utterly disgusting. Have you ever stopped to think about how pretty you are and then forgot to start again? That’s vain. Oh, so vain. Yes, we’re all beautiful. You don’t have to be an anorexic model to be pretty. Ponder that thought for a bit. I hope you realize how beautiful you truly are, inside and out.
-Holly