"its true. like a hidden secret that no one tells you. we can all be beautiful. its so easy. like dorothy clicking her heels to go home. we could do it all along"

"Art is anything you can get away with"
-Andy Warhol
 
so...does that mean partying is an art? because i get away with it all the time.

Anna Wishlough
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March 10-
Today everyone is headed to Sephora for the oppurtunity to design your own perfume!!! The best ones will be sold at Sephora- make sure it smells nice and has good packaging (create a perfume bottle in your set)
Location: Sephora on the avenue
Attire: cute casual
Attendees: Sephora employees, Chloe and LBF girls
be sure to: make a sensational scent!
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I wasn't really all the big on everyday makeup, so Sephora is like a foreign world to me. Its so big and beautiful, much like the girls in there. Of course I had bought makeup in there, but I wasn't really a pro at it like the other girls. I was fine with my mascara and nude lipstick.
 
But once I stepped into the gorgeous black and white room, I took a deep breath in. The intensity was exciting and the smell was light with a hint of whatever the thousands of perfumes they sold smelt like.
 
I headed towards the back room, where only a few of us were invited. I was used to being treated like a normal person, but this was extravagant. They had every single scent you could ever imagine.
 
By the end, I had made a few friends, and made the perfect perfume. Light, flighty, and not too strong.

MaryBeth London
Wednesday-MOVE IN DAYY!
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I stepped out of my Range Rover, brand new, a gift from my parents for submitting myself to GHD. It was black and shined more than any of the few smiles I had forced over the past few years. I tried to pull my two large Hermes trunks out of my trunk, one at a time, but being as frail as I was, I failed and dropped one, nearly missing the new Wang loafer wedges I had bought as comfy shoes to wear.
 
"Need some help?" I heard from around me. It was a deep voice, too low to be any girls, or any vision.
 
"Yah, actually help would be great." I said, laughing guiltily. My laugh rang out like little bells. It was so cute and refreshing to hear myself laugh. I kind of missed my laugh.
 
The boy pulled the second trunk and duffle bag out with ease, and smiled at me. I big genuine smile that actually shone more than my gorgeous Range Rover.
 
"Thanks for the help. This is hard enough as it is." I said, being honest for the first time in a while. "I'm MaryBeth." I said, smiling the smallest smile, but the only genuine smile I had cracked since my accident.
 
"I know" He said before saying something that I couldnt quite understand, because of a large southern drawl. He dragged one of my trunks into my room behind me, as I struggled with mine.
 
"Well, thanks again." I said before he smiled and waved before turning and heading out the door. The room was big enough, with a closet big enough to fit all that I brought. It was a single, with a full bed, a desk, and room for my own furniture. I looked around and saw the boho couch I had bought from Urban Outfitters last year.
 
I spread my Indie sheets out on my bed, before throwing my duvet on, and then haphazardly scattering my multicolored pillows all over my bed. I took a long, deep breath. "new beginnings are good. I did this for me." I said before glancing at the small jewelry box I had brought along, which actually held my pills.
 
"i dont need them." I said trying to reassure myself. We'll see how long that lasts.

Emily Jenkins
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Tues.9; After classes, Benny and Sage are welcoming the Dumbarton girls to their room to pitch ideas for the annual March Themed party. Last year was Disney Royalty where everyone, both males and females, dressed as Disney Princess's and Prince's. It was quite a show, how can we top last years? We all know the Dumbarton Girls will have the final say. The party will be held on the last Friday of the month.
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I woke up with pounding all over my body. Actually scratch that, all I heard or felt was pound pound pound. "What the fxckk" I complained, my raspy voice even raspier, signally a hangover. "shxt" I said, as I finally brought myself to wake up.
 
I was in nothing but a thong, lying in my bed, not quite sure what I was doing there or how I got there. I mean it was a school day for Christ sake. I heard a voice call out loudly "sreriously emily, we have chapel. get ready. what the eff did you do last night anyways? you look like hxll." I laughed a bit, and slammed my head back into my silk pillow.
 
Somehow I manuevered my way to getting dressed, cleaned up a bit, and of course, found a pair of super sweet sunglasses to hide my eyes. I was way too hungover. All i remember was getting a night pass to "go to dinner with a family member". BULL.
 
I slid into my first class, Calc, and opened my book, pretending to act buried in the lesson so I didn't have to talk to anyone.
"Em what got into you?" Alison said as she signaled to my super short sweatshirt dress.
"Don't ask." I rasped. Usually things arent all that short on me...since I'm barely 5'2.
"Cute heels though" Sage said with a laugh. "Did you even take them off from last night?"
"Honestly, don't hate me. But what happened last night?" I asked.
"Don't ask us. You were the one who got picked up by a 21 year old in a black corvette.
 
A black corvette hit a chord before the calc teacher walked over. All I know was that one of my brothers friends over at another boarding school just a half hour drive away was having a party at his parents place.
 
"Holy shxt" I said with a laugh. I had pulled it off.
"We wanna hear dirty deets after you come up with a great idea for our big party" They both agreed.
Oh shxt. I had totally forgotten about that. "Right...Oh my god I had a genius idea last night in the car....if only I could figure out where it went."
They both laughed. "Oh my god your so cute" Alison said.
But I was tired of being the cute one. I wanted to be the vixen or the enviable girl. Just once.
 
As I quickly walked out of my class, Heath Ferro caught up with me. "That was one wild night Jenkins."
"What?" I asked, startled by his statement.
"Yah, you deffinitely know how to have a good time." Heath said with a wink, pervertedly staring at the hem of my dress, probably hoping it would fly up.
"I honestly don't remember what your talking about." I said.
"Oh shxt. I guess you don't. Well, I think I have some memory of it somewhere..." He said with a blackmail-creepy voice.
I laughed as I walked away, totally used to it.
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As we all sat around on pillows in the Dumbarton common room, I heard so many great ideas being thrown out. I just really wish I had come up with one myself. The best I could come up with was Coyote Ugly...clearly my mind wasnt functioning properly