WALDORF, blair, your _d e s i r e }}

. blair cornelia waldorf

} behind the MASK }

name: denise! or you can simply call me wonderful admin. =]
age: (ohsosexy) seventeen, darlings.
gender: female, of course!
other characters: nada at the moment, but i am the admin, so i'm technically gossip girl.

} the CHARACTER }

name: blair cornelia waldorf. duh.
nickname(s): b, bee, high and mighty mistress.
gender: female. i mean, really.
birthdate: july the twelfth.
age: seventeen, finally.
grade: twelfth. that's right. senior, bitches.
financial status: wealthy.

} the way you LOOK }

hair color: deep, deep chocolate brown.
eye color: beautiful brown.
height: 5' 4"
weight: 107 pounds, if you must know.
other: thankfully, i am rather slender. i have the kind of figure you dream about, girls, and i'm not about to deny it. my mother designs gowns around me. the birthmark on my right hip is said to resemble a snowflake. of course, the details are fuzzy, but the image is there...if you tilt your head just right and squint really hard.
portrayed by: leighton meester

} who YOU are }

likes:
oo1}chocolate.
oo2}nate archibald.
oo3}serena (sometimes).
oo4}being one of the superglamourous.
oo5}designer clothes.
oo6}gossip girl...except when she writes about me.
oo7}liquor.
oo8}my LGenV
oo9}yale university. i'll go there. i know it.
o1o}rumours...about anyone else.
o11}shopping.
o12}movies.
o13}living in NYC.
o14}audrey hepburn.
o15}breakfast at tiffany's.
o16}my iPod.
dislikes:
oo1{college applications.
oo2{being sick.
oo3{crying.
oo4{serena (sometimes).
oo5{chuck bass. most of the time.
oo6{people thinking they know me when they so don't.
oo7{my gay father. not because he's gay. because he left us.
oo8{when people show up uninvited.
oo9{the look on nate's face when he sees serena.
o1o{stupid people.
o11{people who think they're better than me. as if that could happen.
o12{those fruit of the loom commercials with the men in fruit costumes. it makes me wary of apples.
o13{serena coming back.
o14{when phone loses signal.
o15{the way little jenny humphrey thinks she just automatically fits in.
o16{the way serena can wear anything from last year and it still looks boho chic.
habits:
one_twirling a lock of hair between my fingers.
two_popping my gum really loudly.
three_tapping my fingernails on my desk.
four_buying things...for the hell of it.
five_swearing rather profusely.
general personality:
Let me see, how to describe myself... I'm wonderful, darlings. That's all you need to know. But I'll expound. I'm extremely intelligent, after all, the best go to Constance Billard. I intend on attending Yale University after graduating. This means, of course, that I am determined and focused, with quite a partying streak. What I mean to say is that I pretty much love a good party. I'm on all the good invites. In fact, I give out all the good invites.

I'm still a *gasp* virgin. Stupid Serena had to come back and ruin everything. Sometimes she is just so despicable! But! Back to me. I'm friendly...to those who deserve it. I am the it girl, even if Serena has been trying to steal my spotlight. I project an image of beauty and classiness that I feel mimics the great actress, Audrey Hepburn. She was movie magic. She is who I aspire to be, in spirit.

} what already HAPPENED }

parents: father;; Harold Waldorf, Esq. - divorced my mother and ran off with another man. they're happy, i suppose. he's at least a successful lawyer.
mother;; Eleanor Waldorf - UES hostess and designer. she's been seeing Cyrus Rose. we'll see.
siblings: none. just me, darlings.
other: nada.
originally from: NYC.
nationality & heritage: american&&irish - hence the pale skin.
general history:
before birth;;
Eleanor and Harold met as most do in the Upper East Side. Through their parents. They were practically forced together. The union was one good for both sides, and the teenagers were less than happy to comply, but did so, nonetheless. Both of them were not exactly content in the marriage. Eleanor wasn't in love. Harold wasn't, either. And both of them expected more from life. Naturally, the marriage was intended to be consummated, but the couple didn't feel the passion, and therefore found other outlets for their sexual frustration. It wasn't hard. They were young, they were beautiful, they were willing. However, when both of their parents expressed an interest in a grandchild or two from the couple, along with the fear that the marriage could fail, and therefore ruin the union, the adults decided to please their parents...again.

early years;;
Blair came along nine months and four days later. She wasn't one to be on time. Her mother even joked that Blair was always going to be fashionably late. How oddly prophetic. Upon entering the world, and being christened Blair Cornelia Waldorf, the baby girl wooed the hearts of her parents and began her steady rise into Upper East Side royalty.

later to present;;
And, as Blair rose to local fame and worldwide fortune, she became best friends with Serena van der Woodsen, another young, hot socialite. The two of them were inseparable. Or so was thought. Then, the summer between junior and senior year, Blair went to the country for a visit to her mother's country home. A little down-time. She returned and her boyfriend was acting weird and her best friend was gone. Where? To boarding school...in Connecticut, of all places. Without saying goodbye. And then, oh! horror of all horrors! her father came out of the closet and revealed he was leaving, with his lover. They were heading to France to be together. Leaving Blair with no one but her mother. And she was acting weird, but it's understandable. Her husband had just left her. And then B recovered. She came back. She was in the spotlight. She was young. She was hot. She was it. But then her life took another turn. S returned to NYC, charming all around her as easily as if she'd never left. But B wasn't so easy to forgive. Where does the story go from there? You tell me.

} how you INTERACT }

orientation: straight.
status: on again, off again with nate archibald.

} anything ELSE }

member title: {beautiful} d i s a s t e r

sample rp:

of course i'm accepted. i mean, really. it's me.

ACCEPTED