Post by kimmi on Oct 23, 2011 21:10:09 GMT
KIMBERLY DAWN WILSON !?
'when you're famous you're hot always something you're not'
'when you're famous you're hot always something you're not'
hey there! so, tell us all about you... let's start off with the basics. what do we need to know?
"Name's Kimberly Dawn Wilson. My close friends- if you think I've got any of those- call me Kimmi. Anyone other than that calls me Kimmi, I will personally rip their throat out. Not kidding. I'm a werewolf, so I can do that. Yes, the one that howls. Is there another one? All the interviews I've ever met have been morons! Is it like a trend or something? Are you required to be stupid? Hey, don't get all pissy. I've just had experiences with interviewers. Look, I'm a nineteen-year-old model, people expect me to have a bit of an attitude. Yes I've modeled most of my life. You're talking to the Gerber baby right here. *laughs* no awkward stages for me. Oh, my side on the dreaful war?! Oh, light, defintally light. I may be a hard cold bitch, but I'm a bitch to everyone, not just humans. Besides, if supernaturls are made public, I'm sure werewolf models would just be out of the question. I didn't go through all my shit for noting!"
so, a little birdy told me that you're pretty gorgeous... describe yourself.
"Well duh. One of the requiremets of a model is to be beauitful. Can't say I see my natural look very often. I guess it's not good enough. So, anyways, I heard I look a lot like Anna Speckhart. Sure, I uess we do. We have the long dark hair, easy blue eyes, and a kind cute face. Not super Victoria Secret sexy, but you know. Enough. Pretty soon I'll need to turn sexy but at nieteen, I'm fine. I've got the thin figure and freckles galore! Feckles are rather enhanced or covered with makeup. I'vegot pretty nice lips, if I do say so myself. I guess I just have a lot of conrasting colors. I'm s white as a ghost but my har is nearly black. As most models have that contrasting look."
i'm sure that your personality is something else completely, tell me all about your self, can't wait to hear it!
"Don't you watch or read hte gossip? If you did your homework, you wouldn't have to ask about it. Oh... *blinks* my... REAL personality? What, you don't think that's real? Loo, it's a hard world and the weak will be crushed. Everythin I do is for the sake of my career. I'll be truthful with you for a minute, long as you do't tell shit. Starters, I lik emoedling, camera guys,nice guys, flowers, jackets with fake furs, blue, male models- the ones with the six pack oh god-, sex, parties, shoes, siblings, looking older, crazy hair, volleyball, running, being lazy, rue people, a sucessful photoshoot, baby animals, scars on others- I dunno, it's like honoroable or something-, and fire. What?! Don't like it? Oh, fuck ou. Not what I fucking seem, am I? Let you know, my dislikes are having to be fake all the time, assholes, pitches, orange, cats, Spanish, drugs, makeup, paprazzi, fights, soccer, lack of sleep, tempers, overdose perfume, interviewers- no offense-, commericals, surgery, my manager, fake friends/boyfriends/people, that person who has to be right all the time, scars on myself, full moon, and fear. There, hope you're satisfied. Sound more like the Kimberly on the news? Look, all my life I've known nothing expect moedling. My manger- the bastard- tells me I have to keepa slutty image, as slutty gets reviews, yes? not saying I hate that. Having sex with georgeous men really isn't something to completely compain about. It'd just be nice if I didn't HAVE to do it. Most of my life is pretty fake. Really, the friends the media sees are the other celebrities. The ex-boyfriend fake, enemies suppose to be fake, partying true, drugs fake, pregnant major fake, like hoy shit. Because of my life-style, you could say I'm cold I call it being strong, so I don't know what you want from me. Strengths? Weaknesses? If I didn't know better, I'd say you were trying to get a file on me or somehting. Didn't I explain strengths and weaknesses? I'm beautiful, good at wha I do, and can dismiss someone in a blink of an eye. I'm a werewolf. On the downside, I'm a bitch, picky, and don't know the definition of relax. Interesting thing about me- I've never had icecream. Nope. M career doesn't look highly on fatty foods so... I've had cake, brownies, candy on rare occasions but no icecream. I'm kinda curious over the obsession over it. It's just food. Fears? Um... getting close (cause I never can tell between a secret hired person or a real one), full moons, killing someone, spiders, rats, birds, and peanut butter. Yeah, don't ask about the last on. It's an issue, okay? The big secret? Why would I tell you that I secretly like and want the nice gys? Oh, whoa, I said that out loud. Don't give me tht smirk! You know it'll never happen. The nice guys are adorable because they aren't the strong ones I need for my lifestyle. Besides, girls like me attract the assholes. Simple as that. I've acceped it though. I'm too busy for a boy in my life anyways.
This comes asno shocker that I don't have many friends. As I explained, I don't know who is real, fake, want for frame. I'll tell you though. I'm a loyal gal. You could call me the protective (you may have heard me often say that I'll rip the leg off of anyoe beforeshoving their leg down a blender and make them eat it if they mess with my girls, but it happens) I talk the talk all the time but I suck at walking the walk. That gets me quite a bit of enemies. NOt to mention my cold shoulder personality. Also, I tend to have slept with some boyfriends. No bggie. I'm sorta known for sleeping around, flirting, stuff Sincer I work with male models, ti tends to happen. Guess what people do at parties? Come on. I've had a couple of relaionships, but overal, it was for public appeal. The first was a slap in the face, bu I'll get to that later. Family, you ask? Actually, I adore my parents. Have no siblings, but my time away from the chaos of work is spent with them. Thy're so adorable. Cute and worried. It's nice. Aw, you think I can be a softy, real fucking cute *rolls eyes* another thing you should know about enemies- and consider this a warning- I find everything and anything, and I use it against them. So watch your comments you damn interviewer."
i would love to hear about your past, i'm sure it's oh so interesting...
"There's not much that happened in my history life. Really, it's been pretty much the same over and over in the course of time. Guess I'll start witht eh act both my parents are humans. Yeah, I was bitten. They really don't know though. Anyways, since the beginning, everyone commented on how cute and smiley I was as a baby. My parents were pretty middle class, but it would be nice to get money off of it. So, they went to do a ridiclous Gerber baby audition. Go it! My modeling career began. Eventually I moved to toddler, child, and eventually teen/young adult. MOst kids grew up in an enviorment with lots of people. NOt me. HOmeschooled. I only knew the kids I worked with. One boy was with me for every advertimsent I did! We were quite the pair. Talk about twin from another set of parents. The media made it a big story when we started dating, but everyone kinda expected it. I for one, as more than thrilled. I was delighted! Surrounded by friends, a boyfriend who was close to saying I love you for the first time, and companies who begged for me. Perfection was everying. Finally, of course, reality had to hit sometime. Not to mention being bitten. I think around there was when reality switched. I was walking to boyfriend's house making a short cut in his mini forest. Suddenly, the biggest monster I've ever seen popped out of no where. In the quickest motion, it grabbed me by its teeth. I was in mid-scream when the wolf was shot by what I later discovered was a hunter. At the time, I knew him as celebrity boyfriend's brother. For that reason, I don't think he planed to go after me.
Oh god, it was te end of the world. The scar would ruin my photoshoots forever, which is how I started advertising long sleeved clothes. This scar was the worst thing to ever happen to me, it seemed. Nothng could compare to waht happened next. Boyfriend-breakup. When I started getting all teary, he was confused. 'Kimmi... areyou okay? Was this really personal to who?' Who the fuck says that?! I was about to sock him in the face before I got a chance to look aroud. It was all fake. What did my friends have in common with me? I knew shit about them! All my boyfriend and I did was make public apperances and make-out. It was sudden, but I understood then. No, I wasn't hearbroken. AFter I realized it. So my manager suggested I go into a party stage. At first, I told him to fuck off but once he threatened to leave- the guy was an ass bute he made my entire career- I went to my first party. First hookup. Basically it has been my life for the past two years. Got a new thing in Manuka thouht. Let the games begin.. "
who is the amazing mastermind behind the likes of you?
"Hi, it's Emily c: I have Damon Ellis, Cierra LaBeau, Becca Carpenter, Chandler Way, Iain Wilkins, Remy McElhanley, and Elijah Sabrer. Whoot! "Oh Damon, Damon
