Yep. Here we are. It’s been a LONG week! I am sure you are wondering “what the heck is going on?” Well, here it is.

Gunther and I are living together. Well, sort of. We have seperate rooms. But not only that…we are in STARLIGHT SHORES! Can you believe it? How did I end up from Neverglade to Sunset Valley to here in just a matter of weeks?

Well, here is the story…

Apparently, Gunther has decided to pursue his lifelong dream of being a magician. He has no clue about styling or anything, so I am basically his stylist. He is paying all of the living expenses…sort of. He bought this awesome-ish house for us, and now we just have to find a way to pay everything else. I’m not real sure what happened with Cornelia, but I have a feeling it’s not really a good situation right now. Anyways, that is not of any real concern to me, because…well…

Things progressed rather quickly. *ahem* Did I say separate bedrooms? :)

Gunther has mostly been all work and no play since we got here…he had a long way to go. I’m not real sure why he wanted to be a magician, when he has NO experience…but who am I to judge? :P

His first tries were complete fails. I’m not sure what he was trying to do, but it didn’t exactly work right. :P He liked to practice magic in his undies, so who am I to complain? *hehe*

Finally, one day, I guess he got it right. He was screaming for me to come into the living room…

At first I was like, WTF? Then he sort of impressed me…he pulled that coin from my ear! I kept asking him how he did it, but he would never tell me.

Finally, a few days later, he asked me to go out to the park with him - he was ready to perform for the public!

The first person we came up to was…this girl…

The weird looking girl was impressed! :D Gunther was so happy! He then set out a jar and started performing various tricks. Some were ok, some were…iffy.

But doesn’t he look so cute?? Even in his clown suit? :P If I had a dollar, I would have given it to him! *hehe* He didn’t make any tips that day, but I think he just needs the Jolie touch to make him into something amazing. That’s what I am here for after all, isn’t it?

Well, that and cooking.

Real pancakes! It was brought to my attention from a *certain reader* last time that the “pancakes” I made were actually waffles. Don’t hate because I grew up with someone doing all of the cooking for me. :P Same thing, one just has those little holes, right? :D

After my fab breakfast, I helped Gunther choose a new outfit for his “show.” He was very grateful! ;)

heismarriedheismarriedheismarried. I know, it didn’t stop me before, but I must control myself…I don’t want bad things to happen.

Anyways, it is time for me to introduce The Illustrious Goth (that’s the stage name we came up with for him. He didn’t like my original ideas - Sir Glitter, the Magnificent and Master Razmatazz. Those are great names to me!)

So, without further ado…

TADA!

I think my makeover worked! Look at the people crowded around him, he was such a hit! He made a few hundred dollars in tips that night. We can DEFINITELY use those!

After that successful night, Illustrious G decided to go to the park and audition for a gig!

HE GOT IT!! *squeals!*

(not that I am surprised, or anything…he IS amazing!)

He said he couldn’t wait to get home to tell me about it! I was so excited…maybe we can get some furniture to put in this empty house! :P

We decided to go out and celebrate! Karaoke bar here we come!

We had so much fun! I know we sounded horrible…but that’s ok, right?

Well, until these dumbasses came by:

F-U!!

I wanted to kick that one guy’s ass…but Gunther stopped me. Apparently, he is the proprietor of the place, and I would hate to do anything to cause Gunther to have trouble getting gigs. Oh well, we aren’t singers…is that such a bad thing? *lol*

The next day, it was time to start the ol’ grind. I easily got a job at the salon here in Starlight. 

Then this dumbass started yelling at me. IDGAF if he DOES own the place, he doesn’t own me! Apparently, that was HIS client, and he claims I was trying to steal her. WTF? I can’t help if she asked me for advice!

And then, the other clients that came in there were less than desirable…

I would have thought that people in this town would have been more stylish…but the people who come in this salon are so conservative…this just isn’t my scene at all…

I don’t think I will be coming back…

Hmmm…

I feel like I have an idea.

I am having so much fun with Showtime! :) When J had so much interest in Gunther in Sunset Valley, I just knew he was perfect for the magician career. I am in love with them. <3

Urg. So. No sooner did I lay down the other night than my phone was ringing. Can’t a girl get her beauty sleep? Jeez.

And then, on top of that, it was that crazy Xander! How the hell did he get my number? He wanted to know if I would let him borrow 5 bucks till Friday. WTF, dood? Puh-lease! Whatevs…

It was early, but still too late to really go back to sleep. Besides, I was STARVING.

WHAT WHAT! Who is proud of me? I can’t believe I didn’t burn them. I couldn’t even eat at the table because all of the crap sitting on it, so I had to eat standing up.

Every once in awhile, I get tired of living in small little one bedroom dump. I don’t know anyone, I don’t have any money…maybe I should just get my parents to give  me enough to buy an AWESOME house. Yeah…there’s an idea. I always stop myself, though…I mean I want to do this myself. Plus, it could be worse. I could be sleeping in a sleeping bag and gardening for food. Think of my NAILS! :O

So, I went to my favorite room upstairs, where I set up my easel. It has a beautiful view. 

Next thing I know, I hear a knock at my door, and guess who is there?!?

I’ll give you one hint…NOT XANDER!

It was the Illustrious Mr. Goth! :D

Turns out he was wanting to see if I would help him with somewhat of a makeover. I was really flattered! :) I haven’t even started work yet, and it looks like I am getting quite a good reputation in these parts. To start off with I presented him with a bouquet of flowers, just to butter him up. :P

He seemed to be pleased with the transformation, and was showered me with praise. ;)

After that, he was more than anxious to whip out his equipment to show me…

Wait..were you thinking something dirty? NAUGHTY! What kind of girl do you think I am? ;)

Turns out G just got a job as a ghost hunter. I had heard he was a real eccentric, but can you believe he gave up a high paying job at the business complex to run around after ghosties? Oh well, I heard the Goth’s have MORE than their share of money. (And ghosties, too, for that matter. *hehe*)

Eventually, we made our way inside. We chatted (and flirted!) for a bit…but then G said he had to leave for work. Sigh…chasing ghosts. What’s next, pulling a rabbit out of his top hat? HAHA.

So, it was just me and a salad for dinner. :(

There wasn’t much else to do but sleep, and since I had to work early (eff being an adult!) I chose to go to bed.

The next day brought my first day of work! YIPPEE! Can you believe they give me a uniform? And asked me to wear my hair like that? Blech.

I stood around for a little while, waiting on my first vicitim. Uh…I mean…client? *teehee*

It didn’t take long for one to show up. Of course, you know, they are going to shove the undesirables on MOI.

(Note from Fel - I might have helped ;) ) 

My first thought was…OMGWTFDOODIAMABEAUTICIANNOTAMAGICIAN…then when he stepped off of that pedestal and he was so happy, I just felt like I was going to explode with happiness and sparkles! I have to admit, after we were done, he was kind of a hottie. We played a wonderful, friendly game of tag. :D (guys love that, yanno :P)

It turned into sort of a busy day, because next up was…

DUN

DUN
DUNNNNNNN! 

Molly Frickin’ French! The ho bag that was trying to steal G right from under my nose! Well, we all KNOW she needs a makeover, but I can’t believe she had the nerve to walk up to MY station. I couldn’t resist telling her that I would pick the best style to disguise that pesky baby belly. ;) RAWR!

Now, I know that you guys are going to think I am completely nuts, but hear me out. The closer I got to finishing up her do-over, I got to realizing…that Molly French is sort of a hottie in her own right. CRAZY, RIGHT? Who would have known under that mousy hair and teenage girl style that she had going on?

I could hardly contain my excitement as I unveiled her new look…I knew she was going to be SO happy! I mean…look at her…

UNGRATEFUL WENCH! :O She looks amazing! Can you believe that this raggedy thing just threw a huge diva fit on MY platform? PSSH!

Oh well, at least she paid. And I sort of did a public service for the town of Sunset Valley. Another hot mess down.

When I glanced over at the friend she brought with her, that was waiting to be styled…I decided it was time for my lunch break…

It’s alive!! At least…I think it is? Heh. Not real sure. 

Apparently, Molly gets over her drama fit quickly, because she’s all buddy buddy with me. I guess it hit her that she isn’t hideous anymore.

I tried to chat up this pitiful looking thing that was hanging around outside of the salon. He just started randomly screaming at me. Uh…ok. The people in this town are really something else. Who does this guy think he is anyways? He should just be happy that I acknowledged his existance, amirite?

Apparently, someone else noticed that Molly wasn’t gross anymore…

I’d say that was a day’s work well done, wouldn’t you? :) I think he’s married…

But…uh…

So is G. And, uh, I don’t wanna talk about that. ;)

Anyways, moving swiftly forward…

The next day is when all the excitement happened! Work at the shop was kinda slow. Well, with the exception of one thing…

Xander showed his stupid face. Begging for me to give him a freebie makeover. Ugh. What a leech. He claims to have a job interview. Pfft. Why don’t I believe that?

Anyways, he continued to hang around, and I was bored…so I did it.

At first he took offense to my comment that he completely lacks a butt. :P Then he told me he wanted to look “hot.” I told him we could settle for “decent” but I am fairly proud of how he turned out. He cleans up well, donchathink?

Surprisingly, he tipped me! Needless to say, I was pretty flattered. That was until I saw him outside, trying to flirt with THIS thing, so that he could bum some money off of her, no doubt.

I did NOT do all of that work Pro Bono so he could spend his time chatting up the likes of that.

I know it was mean, but I had to cut in just because I could. :D

I headed out after that, and G was ringing my phone just as soon as I walked through the door.

He had something very important to ask me…

…things are about to get awesome! I can just feel it! THIS IS IT!!!!! *squeals!!* :) 

I love this girl.

New entry coming soon! :) By the end of this weekend, I promise! <3 Showtime is so much fun!

-Fel

Oh HI, guys!

It’s me, Jolie Grace Braxton. Or just plain Jolie. But…you can call me J, please.

You might have heard of the name Braxton before. I think it was thrown around a bit a few years ago. Seems the family was mildly popular and then they all split into different directions and ceased to be interesting and fell off the face of the Earth, or whatever. In fact, you’ve probably even heard of my father, and maybe my mom, as well. My father is Ryder Braxton, son of Heidi Braxton, who is daughter of Adrienne Braxton who…I dunno…just seemed to appear in the middle of a field for no apparent reason that anyone is able to recall. Call it fate, whatever. Anyways, then she met Youssef and started this family thing and my grandma was the heiress or whatever. I never met any of them. After the family split up, my dad went on his own way, to a town call Neverglade, where he met up with a BEAUTIFUL, GLORIOUS woman named Felicia, and together, they created the most wonderful creature to ever walk the face of the planet.

Moi, of course!

So…there I am. And there you have it. Well, here is a quick version of my story. I am NOT like my parents at all. I guess you hear that all of the time, but it’s true. They seem to be just happy living their lovey-dovey life in Neverglade and never wanting to get out. But…you see, I want more. I want what my great-granny Adrienne had. I want what Grandma Heidi had. I won’t even pretend to want what Ari and Fi had because, well…they were a hot mess, let’s be honest. But still…they had fame! They had fortune! And, although it’s not like we were suffering as a family, we were just being BORING! That is TOTALLY not ME! Ok, so maybe I don’t want EVERYTHING that Adrienne had. I don’t want to be sleeping in an empty field and building my own house, but that’s what rich parents are for, amirite??

Anyways, no one cares about that sort of stuff. So, fast forward to NOW. Here I am in Sunset Valley, where something tells me that I can make things happen. It’s where Adrienne started out, and although I want to be a lot BETTER than she was, I feel like this is where I need to start. I am the daughter of the fabulous Fel, after all. Everyone knows what a magnificent being she is. ;) (author’s note: teehee)

So, here I am in the Valley, looking for work. I see in the paper that the salon needs a stylist, and HELLO? Could anything be more perfect for me? I don’t THINK so!

Well, from the looks of it…this place could certainly USE a stylist…I certainly hope I am up for the task. I was hired on the spot! To be honest, I’m not surprised. I mean, look at me…I ooze excellent personal style! :)

After…this guy…hired me…I decided to have a look around at the other employees. I guess it’s no surprise that I chose to get friendly with the tattoo artist!

He’s not super cute, but not a total disaster, either. Maybe his talents will come in handy soon. I have two tatts right now, stars on my side and one on the back of my neck that says “free bird,” but I am always open for more! :D

After hanging with him a little bit (gawd, I am SO bad with names!) I decided to have a little fun with the new boss. ;)

Teehee. He better get used to it. It’s all in my childish, fun nature. I like things to be light-hearted!

And, yes…I still have my job. :P

Just to show these guys what’s up, I decide to do a makeover on the house. Just a small one. I see an old guy outside who is screaming to be turned into an old hottie…so I snatched him up and showed him what I could do.

A-ha! I remembered his name! Aren’t you proud of me?

Well, it only took a little while, and here are the results:

Not bad, huh? I will have to see about giving his wife one on the house, as well. From what I saw, she could use some serious TLC.

After this, I decided my “job” was done for the day, and wandered around town. There was a group of people gathered at town hall, so I stopped to hang out for a little while.

I met this guy, who I do actually remember is named Xander, but that doesn’t matter, right? I mean he’s ok, but 5 minutes after meeting me he was trying to bum food off of me. I mean, does he SEE anywhere for me to have FOOD? Oh yeah, here…let me pull it out of my pants. Pfft. Stoopid dood. :P

His mom had actually started playing her guitar by this point, and to be honest - it sounded pretty good!

That’s when I met someone else. I was just standing there listening to music, and then BAM! There was this MAN. He just looked so mysterious. I dunno…something about that hat, it was like love at first sight. I dunno anything about him AT ALL. But I know he looked interesting, so I just walked up to him and started dancing with him. It was taking a risk, I know - he could have made me feel REALLY stupid…but it worked! We chatted for awhile, and I got to know a little bit about him…turns out his name is Gunther Goth.

The more we stood there, chatting, the more I learned, and not all of it was from him. There must be SOMETHING about him that I needed to know, because from what I see…every girl there was all about trying to get near him.

Every time I turned around, some stupid ho was trying to get his attention. Of course, I have my ways to get ANY man’s attention at any given point, but look at these..umm…girls? It’s not like I had much competition. Not even in the blonde, and she is known as a hot little number around here. Easy pickin’s if you ask me. Hey, lady…tone the blush down, y’know. This year’s hot look is not CLOWN chic.

Anyways, enough about them…because something really exciting happened!

Gunther asked me to go to dinner! Sure, it was just the little diner down the street, but still…it’s something right?

Not surprising, I guess, that not even one full day after being here I have made my first friend, and especially one that seems to be in such high demand. I can hardly contain my excitement!

Afterwards, I was SO sure that he was going to make a move to kiss me…I mean…LOOK!

I mean, you can SEE the chemistry!

But then, something weird happened…he started walking off randomly. The next thing I know that stupid blonde girl is beside me, talking. Bleh. STFUPLZ. But she did give me some interesting info…

He is married? You are KIDDING me, right? O M G!

Anyways, that’s all I have the energy for today. I am just gonna go crawl into bed, pull the covers over my head, and try to sleep it all away. I guess I could always go hang out with Xander. At his mom’s house. Haha. He lives with his mom. I think NOT!

‘Night, folks!

J really did go home and pull the cover over her head!

<3 Wonky CC! :) 

Also, some of you may not be familiar with what “J” is talking about when she mentions the Braxton’s. They are an old legacy of mine that I started writing a looong time ago, and ended due to computer issues. Jolie was the random daughter of Ryder Braxton and my simself in a town that my friend, Phebes and I were playing for genetic experiments. I never have recovered from losing my precious sim family, so I rewrote history, and am technically bringing you Braxton generation 4. So, it’s sort of like Ari and Fi never existed. I always regretted not choosing Ryder, anyways, so…here we are. If you are not familiar with the legacy, you can check it out here:

http://braxtonlegacy.blogspot.com

If you aren’t interested in reading my drivel then…boohoo for you. Why are you here? :P (kidding! <3)

-Fel