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Post by Brooke Shields on Dec 4, 2008 18:48:47 GMT -6
www.polyvore.com/brookes_christmas_outift/set?id=5007174 - Brooke's Outift Please dress formally. That means guys wearing suits girls wearing dresses. Brooke walked around the room in where the Christmas party she was setting up was being held. Everything was red and green, very festive. The strobe and other fancy lights were also red and green. The people who were going to keep the party running smoothly (meaning caterers) were dressed in white, very subtle. Brooke herself was stunning. She was wearing a gorgeous floor length red dress, which fit her perfectly. On her feet were a pair of red heels, making her feet look flashly. Her neck sported a beautiful necklace, which would make any girl jealous. Brooke had gotten her hair curled this afternoon, and cascades of golden curls riveted down her back. She was beautiful enough to make any boy drool. There was about twenty minutes before the party actually begin, and anyone who was under eighteen and over thirteen was invited, whether they went to Westfield or Castle Hill. Brooke wouldn't be surprised if people began to show up soon, even though it was early. The music began to blast, just regular party music.
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Post by Rebekah Lynn Saunders on Dec 6, 2008 17:47:54 GMT -6
www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=5041542-Bekah's Outfit Bekah smiled to herself in the mirror. This was the day she would present the new her. Well really it was the old her, but no one at Castle Hill or Westfield, had ever seen it. She curled her hair lightly and pushed the bangs up in the front. Once she knew she was ready she pulled on her heels, and grabbed her bag walking out of her dorm, and locking it shut. She made her way quickly down to her car, and went on her way to the Chrstmas Party. Once she arrived at the venue of the party, she had her car parked, and she walked inside to get out of the cold. She was the first on there other than the host, so it was a little awkard. She sat down in a chair and waited patiently for someone she knew to walk through the door, she knew they wouldn't recognize her with out the heavy make-up or dark hair, but they would see the real her.
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