So today, Gisele and I had a date. I'm sorry Leonardo Dihoweveryouspellyourlastname, she's mine. See what happens when you leave your girl alone with a girl who fancies girls? That's what I thought. We had sandwiches and watched Pretty in Pink. Because I am just slightly, a little obsessed with her, we are having our honeymoon in Hawaii and ( Read more... )

I can't breathe, I can't think, I can't talk. I can't talk because I can't think. I can't breathe because there're about a million people surrounding me, most of them models and designers gibbering about how eating caviar is death, or at least it's the closest thing I can hear. Maybe I'm claustrophobic. Or maybe my diva ego has finally taken over, ( Read more... )

I love to people watch. Right outside my window. People like to leave their windows open because they hope someone will watch and pay attention to whatever they're doing. Just beyond the atmosphere of my window, I can see about what 10 people are doing. I'm sure they pretend to go unnoticed because anything else would be like a stage play. You like ( Read more... )

Congratulations!

Your Screen Name is: dariadatesgirlsSo I know what you're thinking. You've had more journals than the average thirteen year old hypered up on skittles, Daria. Well, today is a different day. Today is the day I actually decided to stay for more than a month and actually stick to my word. I promise. I promise to make your wish come ( Read more... )

Daria Werbowy. Fashion model to some, a normal person to others.

A more fulfilling entry later, but for now, I'm going to practice something called sleep and dream a pretty dream. Peace out kiddos.