Post by Deleted on Dec 12, 2013 4:47:54 GMT
darcy louise phillips ,
full name: Darcy Louise phillips
nicknames: Darc, Eyebrows
age: 21
birthday: 11/21
education: PR at University of London
occupation: Socialite
sexual orientation: Heterosexual
marital status: Single
current city: London, England,
hometown: London, England
parents: Robbie Phillips & Anya Baker
siblings: Sadie Phillips, 24
other: Emilia Baker (nan)
Most played songs on your iTunes: You - the 1975, Burn - Ellie goulding, Do My Thang - Miley Cyrus, Roc Me Out - Rihanna, Work It - Missy Elliot, Ride - Lana del rey, Flaws - Bastille, Do I wanna know? - Arctic Monkeys, Sex - The 1975, Marvin's Room - Drake, Black & Yellow - Wiz Khalifa.
Items on your person at all times: Red lipstick, Michael Kors watch, Sunglasses, iPhone, Beats by dre, Gum, Cigarettes, Car keys, 5s charger, Tweezers.
Favorite items of clothing: Beanies, Leather pants, Combat boots, Leather jacket, Snapbacks, Faded jeggings, Denim jackets, sports bras, Jordan's, Red Louboutins.
Phrases you say on a daily basis: Cheers, He's rather fit, Shut the fuck up, Yes I do pluck my eyebrows, bullocks, I am not knackered I promise, Are you hammered yet, You're a pain in the arse, Ride or die, Babe
People in your life: Sadie, Mum, Nan, Karlie Kloss, Amanda, Freddie Cooper, Oscar, Taylor, Louis, Mittens.
What is your most frequently used password & why do you remember it easily?bangerz99, i may have an obsession with miley's current album and it was only appropriate to use. especially since people kept hacking into my social network pages, thanks a lot you arseholes.
What are you wearing at this exact moment?: Large black and white wool sweater, giant yellow scarf, black leather leggings, ankle boots and I have a beanie somewhere stuffed in my purse.
Girls like to see their boyfriends cry, right?: Sure I don't fucking know..ask some girl with one.
What is the significance of your tumblr URL?: I just recently deleted my tumblr because it was just getting to weird for me.
Would you date an 18 year old at the age you are now?: Probably, age doesn't matter anymore just as long as he's fit and taller than me I could careless about his bloody age.
Do you get a lot of colds?: NO! Sadie is constantly getting hay fever and I refuse to go near her.
Who is in your profile picture with you?: Myself, selfie with my newest magazine photoshoot in the back.
Who are the people you wish you could hang out with but don't because you don't run in the same circles?: Kim and Kanye, I would want to know the making of Bound 2.
Have you ever Skype'd naked?: All the time, who doesn't enjoy getting frisky on Skype?
Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4: The closest thing I had was a Cosmo magazine with a nice Dior ad with Natalie Portman.
Did your parents lie to you as a child?: Yeah, Number 1 dad was the best at it.
How do you feel about Harry Styles?: i think that my agency would want me to say 'no comment' but let me just tell you he's fit everywhere. Just imagine it.
Which character do you resonate with the most, Harry, Ron, or Hermione?: I always saw myself as more of a Draco Malfoy but Ron would come next.
The Baker & Phillips family originates from the North side of London, England. My mum was in prime of her modeling career when my dad knocked her up after Burberry's winter showcase. Mum was completely devastated but with the help of my Nan she moved forward. The Baker name was never shy of the tabloids, Nan and Anya were from a long line of models and actresses. So the news of Anya's pregnancy had the tabloids in a daze. Neither Anya or Robbie wanted their mess of a situation to end up on the front of the page. Robbie's business status fixed the pregnancy rumor and Anya was forced to step down from her modeling career. Nana and mum retreated to her childhood home on the outskirts London, free from all of the mess. Sadie came first and at this point Robbie wasn't doing a shit job at being a father. Although Anya despised Robbie she thought it was only fitting that he be in his daughter's life. Mum was really good at pretending that she hated Robbie but they had another night of passion three years later which resulted in 'muah'. Robbie's downfall occurred where I turned three years. He became suffocated in children's toys and his previous bachelor reputation was suffering. He left my mum with a decent amount of money, apologizing for his two mistakes and hoping she would stay hush about it. This act only infuriated my mum and she took herself out of hiding. On my fifth birthday she announced to the world her two beautiful daughters. She even gave the details of our father, Robbie Phillips since we had taken his surname. With our birth announcements came the potential to reform her career. No more modeling, only this time becoming a philanthropist. Sadie and I didn't have a normal childhood that day on. Mum became more and more popular for her charity work which meant little time for us. Nan took the role of our caregiver. Sadie was the first to branch away from the normalcy we had built upon us. Once she hit a respect age she started helping mum out with the various foundations she was a part of. Naturally I came next, when I turned fifteen years old I started understanding the fame world. Paparazzi were constantly following me, snapping photos and wanting to know all the family secrets. Robbie was still a no-show in our lives. Occasionally we would run into him at events and the awkward silence would occur. Fame didn't properly hit me until I grew out of my awkward stage around 17 years old. The sassy, and wild young Darcy was shining through magazines and newspapers. My cheek bones became more defined, I learned how to style my hair and the importance of lipstick. My newfound beauty didn't stop me from trying to be normal however. University was out of the question for my older sister who was ravishing in all her self-earned money. Sadie was starring in various radio shows, and television shows. Even dating an Australian rugby player. I shocked my mum completely when I informed her of my enrollment at University of London. She showed her support with my interest in Public Relations and funded my short years at university. The plan was to get a degree until my fashion styles started to get recognized. Paparazzi surrounded the university on a daily basis, capturing my 'normal life.' I was approached by my first modeling agency when I turned 19. They informed me of my prospects. My figure better than ever, my hair could be touched up a little more but I would be a star. It sparked an interest in me. No longer would I be living in the shadows of my sister and mum. Agencies found me appealing because of my interesting look and attitude. Models were normally classy and poise. Although my intentions were never to be crazy, the public viewed me as an oddball. Maybe now that I'm the oddball I can get some acting jobs. My mum didn't call me a drama queen as a child for nothing. Reality struck me real hard when I started hanging out with the wrong crowd. A few substances ended up in my possession and I grew curious. I didn't realize what I was doing until my agent found me having a panic attack in my hotel room. I agreed never to put myself in that situation again. Especially not with the hard drugs. If my mum ever found out, or if anyone ever found out I would be ruined. I'm not currently working on any projects because of my recent situation.. my agency decided it was best to hold off for a little bit. I needed to take time to enjoy my new lifestyle, new clothes and money. I've got my eye on a new apartment, jet-setting with my best friend Mina. I'm feeling one hundred percent better. I hope this feeling stays.
KAYLA, LONDON, CARA DELEVINGNE