le ciel est la limite.

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Wednesday: Isn't it time for a sport day? Some (Ly!) would say it's not, but considering the heath, all we really need is a swim, a run, a beach volley tournament - boys vs girls, of course, and then refreshing popsicles and frozen margaritas for everyone!
 
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"I never thought I could be so tired in my whole life." I sighed, plopping into the sand. Evan followed and I turned perpindicular to him, resting my heat on his bare stomach. We had just been for an hour run on the beach and finally were back near the other babes. "It's really pretty out."
 
"I agree." Evan looked at me. I leaned my head up and pushed my lips to his. Mm, he tasted like sunscreen and mint. When we finally pulled away from eachother he stood up and lifted me up bridal-style carrying me down into the water.
 
"Ahh, Evan! Put me down!" I screamed playfully trying to kick him. I smiled as the breeze tousled my hair and the sun warmed my skin. Today really was perfect.
 
"Fine, but you asked for it." Evan laughed and dropped me right into the water. I giggled as I came back up for air, Evan just smiled at me.
 
"You're hysterical." I giggled, sarcastically, pushing him. I didn't actually think that would do anything, but apparently he was off his guard, and he fell right into the water. We were up to our waits and I fell right next to him. We looked at eachother and smiled. I couldn't help but kiss him again.
 
"I love you, babe." Evan kissed me neck and I smile up at the sun. He ran a hand through his wet hair and looked at me, happily.
 
"I love you too." I breathed before letting him carry me back up to shore. I grabbed a popsicle and unwrapped it licking the icey sweetness. Evan grabbed one too and we headed over to our towels. Everything really was turning out to be perfect.
 
xRo

☀Saturday: CHALLENGE TIME. As you ladies may know, every three weeks we are having a challenge and the first ons has finally arrived. There will be two winners, and they will be revealed once everyone has made their sets. Now, onto the challenge: A runway will be set up smack in the middle of Central Park and your job will be to work it like there's no tomorrow. Be confident, be sexy, be you - a crowd will be watching of course, and Linds and Issy will be judging. But that's not the only thing you'll have to do: Wear and outfit that represents you and who you are. Of course it has to be sexy - you are VS models after all. Good luck and may the best strutter win.
 
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I took a deep breath and stared at the other models. I tried to remain all composure on the outside, but honestly, I was scared. I was also excited because I knew the minute my Jimmy Choo's stepped foot on that runway, I felt a rush of adrenaline and excitement. "You're up." Tallulah winked at me with a pleased smile. I took one last breath and pushed through the thick, white curtains onto the runway.
 
People snapped pictures and I confidently as possible, walked down the runway with my hand on my hip. My heart was pounding and all I could think about was falling. Well, trying not to fall. I reached the end of the runway and Bri came out. I blew a kiss to the crowd, my signature, and tried as best as I could to muster a happy smile as I made my last round on the runway. I knew I wasn't the best model out there, but I figured if VS had chosen me there must be something about me that they saw.
 
As soon as I exited the stage and was safely behind the curtain I could finally breathe a relieved sigh. "You did great." A re-assuring voice said from behind me. It was Tallulah, I smiled.
 
"Hardly." I sighed. "You did ah-mazing." I didn't do the best out of all the models, but I hoped I didn't do the worst. All I could do now, was wait.
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I chose this outfit because white represents pure and innocent. The cuts make it sexy enough to show everyone I'm a VS model, and the green represents the luck it took for me to get here. xFlore

☀Sunday: It's time to say goodbye to luxurious Paris and take a flight back to lovely New York. I know it sounds bad, but Miranda's missed you and It's time to get back on track.
 
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I rolled my Louis Vuitton luggage threw the bustling airport surrounded by Victoria's Secret models and a lot of staring eyes. The guy whisteled, the girls gawked, but everyone saw us. It felt great to have all eyes on us, but I knew I wasn't anywhere close to being pretty compared to them.
 
We finally reached the area where we would wait to board our plane, and then I saw him. Alex. He was here waiting and scrolling through his Blackberry. What the hell was he doing here? I took a seat next to him and he looked up. "Finally." He sighed looking into my eyes.
 
"What are you doing here?" I asked. I wasn't mad, I was upset. I hadn't told him I was going back to New York, but how had he known? He didn't answer. "Seriously, Alex. What are you doing here?"
 
"Bri called me. She told me to meet you here before you left. I didn't want to miss the chance." Alex ran a nervous hand through his hair. "Why didn't you tell me you didn't live here? Why didn't you tell me that you had to go back to New York?" I could tell he was hurt.
 
"Because I didn't want to hurt you." I snapped, but decided not to be mean. "I couldn't see you're reaction. And any other way - texting, calling, emailing - would seem like I didn't care. So, I decided not to tell you at all."
 
"Oh." Alex said. The intercom gave us permission to statrt boarding our plane. "Well, I guess this is good-bye."
 
"I guess so." I stood up and pulled Alex in for a hug. I knew I had hurt him. "I'm sorry." I pulled away and planted a kiss on his lips. "If I'm ever here again, I'll give you a call."
 
"Bye." Alex said as I began to walk away. I gave him a finger-wave and made my way to the desk. The woman scanned my ticket and I turned around. Alex was still watching, I blew him a kiss before saying good-bye for the last time. New York was where my heart was, not with Alex. It would only be a matter of hours until I felt that way.
 
xFlore

☀Thursday: All of the new faces of the VS family will be meeting on the runway. Yes, that means you girls. Lindsay and Isabella are going to have a meet and greet, so you'll get to know them and your new life. Dress code: Cocktail dresses and heels, but not overly fancy.
 
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"You're Lindsay," I said pointing the tall blonde, "and you're Issy." I pointed to the girl with the long auburn waves. I had seen pictures of them in Victoria's Secret magazines, but had never dreamed of actually meeting them. But, here I was. I was a VS model myself, and I felt like I didn't belong. Everyone was just so gorgeous and I felt like the new girl in school who had zero friends and out-of-style bangs. Even though I didn't have bangs and my hair was tied back in a low chignon.
 
"Duh." Lindsay said playfully, but I could tell she meant it. "And you are..?" She let her voice trail off as she flipped a strand of shiny blonde hair behind her shoulder. Issy stood beside her checking her Blackberry as if she was awaiting an inmportant message.
 
"Florence." I smiled politely. "Florence Delacroix." I surveyed all of the girls. They were all ten times prettier than me, and again I didn't feel like I belong.
 
"Well, welcome to the VS family." Issy smiled exposing a mega-watt smile. I could tell why Issy and Linds were Angels. I probably never would but I wouldn't dwell on it.
 
"Thanks, I'll see you around." They both finger-waved and turned around to go greet some more new faces. I smiled to myself. Maybe, this was going to what I needed. I could basically garuntee it was going to be fun.
 
xFlore

Saturday: A new, glamorous wine lounge is opening at the Hilton, and we were invited for an exclusive wine tasting. Dress code: cocktail.
 
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No story, sorry. I have NO idea what to write, hahaha :)
 
xRo

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monday: it's sunny and bright, and we're going to take a walk on the champs elisées, shop a little and taste the best crepes in all paris!
 
"C'mon lets go in here." I said nudging Camelia and tugging Gri's sleeve. "I really want a crepe, like really bad." I giggled as I entered the small bakery. "Can I have a strawberry crepe, please?" I asked with a small smile. Mm, I haven't had one in forever - plus the bakery smelled soooo good.
 
"Yes, madame." They handed my a warm strawberry crepe and I paid and took a seat at a small table. "Have a nice day, mademoiselle." I threw a small finger-wave back and took my first bite. Oh my god, this was amazing.
 
"This is godly." I said taking another bite. I really loved Paris and with everyone here I felt like this was a perfect place for me. If only I could fall in love. . .
 
xDaci

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--> Raine Laurent
---> 20
---> employee
Raine comes from a wealthy French family, and was born in the lovely Paris, France. That means she knows the city like she knows her designers - which is very well. Raine was a partier since birth, and has a real taste for the wild side. She's beautiful so she has guys crawling at her feet, and she often falls for them a bit too quickly. Raine's bubbly and fun until you cross her, then she turns into Satan. Her style is chic, a bit edgy, and completely logo-ladden. So, why is she at LBM? Well, Raine's a very independant girl - and she grew up staying at home by herself a lot because her parent's were busy at work, and she wants to be able to depend on herself, and herself only. Now, it's time to see what she really has hidden up her sleeve.
---> model: lindsay ellingson
---> PAINT THE TOWN RED
 
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bonjour, darlings.
i'm raine laurent. i j'adore france's nightlife, and i know designers veery well. i have to say i'm definitely independent and i don't need anyone making decisions for me. my style is chic, a bit edgy, and logo-ladden. here are some things i love; cocktail rings, bags, killer heels, partying, chanel, karl lagerfeld, rollerball perfumes, the eiffel tower, and shopping. i'm pretty nice and love to have a good time - but don't cross me.
 
well,
introduce yourselves cheries.
xRaine
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P.S. in my stories for LBM i will be talking some in french - since i'm pretty much fluent in it in rl. so, i hope that doesn't bother anyone, ahaha.