Name:
madison anne kaliari

Gender:
female

Age:
seventeen

Sexual Orientation:
straiight

Family:

• Benajmin Theo Kaliari
  
  
• Rosalie Anne (Smith) Kaliari
  
  
• the rest are not of importance (at least to Alexandra)

Social Status:
upper east sider original
"wannabe"

History:

It was too hot to be spring. Rosalie was dying alone in her huge mansion. Well, techincally she wasn't alone alone. The maids and butlers were everywhere, but her husband was somewhere in France on business. It was hot, she was way too fat with the baby in her to be able to move or want to see herself in a bathing suit. The setting is Barcelona, Spain. Ben had decided to move things up to Europe to get business a little better up there. But why the hell had Rosalie had to move up there? She was fucking pregnant for heavens sake, and on top of it all he had abandoned her there? Spain was glamorous, of course it was, but only when you were skinny and pretty enough to go shopping in it. So yeah, Rosalie was sitting there all bored reading her VOGUE magazine when suddenly she felt something... humid in the bottom part of her body. Guess what? She hadn't peed in her pants... her water had just broken. In a sort of exagerated way, Rosalie started to scream at the maid to get her to the best hospital in Barcelona. The freaking baby was coming and Ben was a thousand freaking miles away! Hours passed, and just as the little girl started to cry for the first time in her life, Benjamin was able to get a hold of his private jet and fly off to be reunited with his marvelous wife and new-born daughter.

Well, yeah, you get the picture. Obviously, they decided to call her Madison Anne. At first all the papparazzi's followed them everywhere. They wanted to get a glimpse at the beautiful little girl. The truth is, she was beatiful. She even seemed to have, once she was a bit older, the same perfect figure as her mother. But as the years passed, the papparazzi's started to fan out. Looks like the little girl was getting fed a little too much chocolate from the nanny. Wether it was a bribe to get her or not fired? nobody would ever know. The fact was. The little girl was getting freakishly fat. It was as if she had swallowed both her parents. But hey, she was little, maybe it was just a fase. So they all waited up until she was about twelve years old. That was the time when everyone started to make fun of her. Her parents tried everything from boarding, to private schools. But the taunting seemed to follow her continously. I mean, they even laughed at her at Fat Camp. So one day Madison got sick of it all. She finally got sick of the taunting and, after viewing herself in the mirror, stuck those fingers in her mouth. It all started out as a small thing. She had control of it. Of course she did. But slowly, it started to evolve. Her parents never found out, nor did her nanny. She had already stopped eating. A whole week had passed. Her body could no longer take it and she collapsed. After all the medical tests, it got out. Newspapers and gossip magazines flashed with the news. They followed them up and down. Like everything, it all slowed down. Madison had already been sent and was recovering in a special, not to mention expensive, facility. When it was all over they would move to New York. Maybe the city would calm things down. yeah... right.

Everything in New York went pretty well. Of course, some people looked at Madison with a curious brow, the news of her problem was still a bit confusing. But years passed and she turned out to be gorgeous. She even began to take dancing lessons, even turned out to be pretty good. For now, it was all going well. She's already been there for a while and is going from well to better to fabulous!

Appearance:

• height
  Madison was once very, very, very short. Don't think that I'm trying to trick you around saying that she was once small and short, like any other human being. No. I'm saying that at the age of about sixteen she was shorter than five feet; to be certain she was about four feet nine inches. But throughout the years some hormone must've suddenly woken up because she grew... a lot. By the time she was twenty, she was already about five feet six inches. Maybe it's still not super-model like. But it is a very reasonable height if you compare it to her previous one
  
• weight
  Madison's weight has basically been her whole life story. It's one of her biggest fears... being as she once was. Who knew? Maybe it was the fact that compared to her parents' god-like bodies, she was only a little, fat girl that liked to eat cake and ice-cream. But when she was seventeen, she took the measures she had to to look absolutely perfect. Who was going to laugh at her when she was skinnier than half their legs? Yes. It's her all life story. Right now though, she's about 95 lbs.
  
• in general
  Madison is one of the very few people you can find that you can say that she's got the perfect body. Of course, you'll find people that'll find her too skinny, or too common for all the rich people you can find in New York. Some people may prefer those gorgeous eyes, or maybe that perfect figure. But most of your opinions will be the same. If you don't believe me, try following her around some time. Almost everyone that passes by her, both boys and girls, looks back as if to confirm that such a beauty exists. But you will always find different types of reactions to the confirmation of her existance. The sweet innocent girls turn back with a dissapointed look on their faces, as if praying to god to look like her someday. The jelous, greedy, usually also beautiful girls like Madison, turn back with an evil look on their faces, as if already planning something to vanish her from existance; even if they do end up being Madison's closest friends. Of course, most boys (except those gay), turn around with a look of hunger; except those with the courage to come and talk to her. To these men two things can happen: The first, if he's cute, handsome and charming, they will go somewhere. The second, if for whatever reason Madison doesn't like him, she'll reject him in the most horrible way and go back towards where she was heading.
  
  She's inherited from her grand-mother a pair of big, beautiful, electric blue (sometimes considered green) blue eyes. Usually, they're considered a type of deep eyes. But that's not entirely the adjective i would use for them. You see, usually when you refer to a pair of eyes as deep you mean that the 'owner' can express his or her feelings easily by them. On the other hand, in Madison's case, we mean to say that most people, once having caught her gaze, can't remove them from their sight. They're also one of her most powerful weapons. People are easily persuaded by them. Of course, her friends are no longer affected by them and are now oblivious to her use of them. It's a somewhat strange way of explaining it all, but her eyes are so ... unique that i doubt you'll ever find a well-written deffinition of them.
  
  Like her parent's, Madison too has an outstanding figure. Due to a certain amount of events in her past, she's considered very thin... something that has helped her a lot in her carrier (it's not like her famous designer-father and supermodel-mother had anything to do with it). Anywho, resting in the bottom center of it all, more or less where her belly-button can be found, is a piece of body-jewlery. Something that took her ages to finally obtain. Her parents weren't exactly very fond of it. But nobody could stop a teenager from doing what she wanted when she had access to an infinate amount of cash, could they? Since she's very fond of sports. You know, goes for her daily run, actually uses her home-gym, loves to swim and play tenis, etc. Her legs are, regardless of her height, very long and well-formed. Needless to say that her abdomen is very well-formed and can even be slightly seen when looking at her stomach well.
  
  To end it all, her gorgeous long hair is from her father's side of the family. Of course, her father is not a hippy nor a heavy-metal fan. Actually, her great-aunt was the one that blessed her with that wonderful color and shape. Madison is in posession of a light-brown/black hair with blonde streaks included in it. Not to mention it's very long, well taken care of and has natural curls at the end. And I don't mean the type of curls that you can get frustrated with trying to make them straight. No. I mean the type of long Angelina-Jolie curls that everyone would absolutely die to have.

Personality:

So. Madison's the typical rich girl that you can find in New York City. What else can you expect from someone that's been born to a famous designer and a super-model? She's inherited their good-looks and class. But her parents have actually won all of it. She, on the other hand, was born to it. And i doubt it's necessary to say that she doesn't appreciate it in the slightest of ways. Of course, it's a pitty that, even seeing how talented she is, she isn't having all that much luck in her professional carreer as a dancer. But that'll never stop her in any way. Ever since she as in kindergarden she had vowed to herself that she would never be nice to fat kids. It's like her own little way of racism. And since she isn't nice to fat kids, she's not nice to anyone that gets along with fat kids. It's a constant circle that will never end. Madison considers herself perfect, and she will take everything for granted, even if it won't be really good for her own self in a couple of years.

Like anyone that would like to or is like her, Alexandra is a major flirt. Wait. No. She's the next thing to flirt. Because flirt is like saying hi and being sweet with a guy you barely know. Madison says hi and directally sleeps with a guy she barely knows. So yeah, she's perfectally experienced in that way. Madison lost her virginity when she was in the 9th grade. It had been so pathetic and bad that she had forced herself to do it with so many guys until she actually considered herself good at it. I know. Wierd. Anyways. The same way it's a completely whore-ish thing to do, boys love to sleep with her. She's got that perfect body, that perfect reputation and the perfect bank-account. Besides, she will never force anyone to sleep with her. They just ... accept. It may not be the best of reputations. But I'm damn sure you wish you had it.

RP Sample :

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Absorbed in her own world was exactly where you could ususally find Isabelle. (especially since her world was James xD). She didnt do it on purpose, it was just that she couldnt help but drift off into her problems; which, we do have to admit, wouldnt stop coming. But she usually only drifted off in classes or when she was surrounded by the marauders listening to them ranting on about quidditch and their memories from when they were six years old. It was when she was in her current circumstances (you know...being alone with James and all) when she truly did her best to keep her feet on the ground. Though with all the things that were hapenning between them it was hard not to; especially with all that unusual intense thinking that she had to do. And it wasnt like James made it easy on her since all the things that happened around him weren't always normal. But doesn't every girl like adventure? Isabelle winced when she saw the expression on James' face. It wasnt like she was defending Regulus...she was just doing her best to show her boyfriend best friend to not judge people by there houses or those that they get together with. Not every group in the school was like them [James & Isabelle] pranksters and with a bunch of stuff in common. Never the less, she listened to what he had to say. After all, everyone had the right to defend themselves. She sighed at his angry tone and gave him the best puppy-dog-sad-eyes she could. "Come on dont get mad at me... I just dont want you to judge him until we have proof that he's like the others" she finished with a nod. Wow, was she really defending the Slytherin boy?? -- that was impossible though. Izzy would be on James' side up until the day that the were forced apart from each other, even if then they were still only friends. But she could perfectally sense the way James had something against Regulus. And maybe it didnt have anything to do with what they thought it did. Isabelle rolled her eyes as she heard him compare Regulus with all the others "I cannot believe that you just said that!" she said with a gasp "I'm not saying that he isnt a Death Eater, but you cant just suppose that someone is soo bad when he's hardly done anything!" she eyed James closely, trying to find a conclusion to telling him off "I dont know why... but you're totally out to get that guy!" - ha! way to finish with a end-of-conversation nod. Isabelle imitated his movement, crossing her arms across her chest as well. She always won when it came to a verbal type of fight. It was all fair though. He always won her when it came to physical stuff. (Dont think wrong now... Isabelle is a really good runner. Just that James' is a lot better than her.) "Oh really now?" a challenging tone came about her voice "So then you wont mind me telling the whole school" she stopped him from interrupting "Aaaand you know perfectally well that I have the sources to do so." she included "That your real middle name is Sophia? That my mother and yours met when they were both pregnant and decided, before knowing our genders, that they would give us the middle name of Sophia?" and she scores again! If anyone was good at coming up with some lie in less than a second, it was the great, the one and only Isabelle Leclair!! She laughed lightly as she watched him mentally debate with himself a way to shut her up. But, as always, she knew him well enough to know the exact moment in which to run off. She listened closely to what he had to say as they, once again, walked towards each other "God I hate Peter" maybe she shouldnt have said that specifically to James. But she shrugged it off after a while. Izzy trusted him enough to tell him almost everything. She laughed as he began to speak about the whole Remus situation "How funny would it be for him to have some embarrasing middle name like yours?" she asked "Please... you have to tell me soon after he does" she begged, puppy-dog eyeing him again. Izzy rolled her eyes as she heard James' excuse. He wanted to win? Didnt all the other houses want to do that too? She sighed when he finished "I know you want to win. But you're going to loose your team if you keep going on like that. I mean, it's one thing to give them a bit of pressure and all. But all of them have friends, some of them girlfriends or boyfriends... and those that dont have them want to find them." she tried to explain. "Last year I had a horrible time when we were together because they made you spend so much time with it all." she shrugged "I guess I just know how they feel" there, she had done her best to explain, even hitting a very sensitive part of their relationship on the way. But she knew she was right and was aware of how everyone felt... she just hoped that James would give in and accept that the facts were true. Izzy gave a funny look as she thought she saw James uncomfortable. Was he hiding something from her? Or was it that he suddenly didnt like the subject about the broken furniture. Izzy did her best to shrug it off for now, but either way she made a mental note to ask him about it in the most perfects of moments later on. Isabelle did her best to give out a brave look, but a flash of fear always came now and then "I dont know. Who says it wasnt a who? It's just a bit scary. You never know what can come in here so often.... its just not normal" is anything ever really even normal at the school anyways? Isabelle laughed when he said that she was kidding. It hurt her to have to lie to him about her real feelings. But she didnt have the self-strength to give him a kiss either -- he would be the one responsible of doing that. "Of course I was kidding ... what did you" she stopped as she felt the familiar touch of his arms around her waist and closed her eyes, savouring the moment. She had no idea of what he was going to do. But right then and there, it didnt even matter to her if he took her in his arms and threw her out one of the windows. But her suspitions werent exactly going in the right direction. And she found that out as soon as she felt his lips press against hers. It had only been a moment. A kiss. But few people knew of how much all of that could truly matter. She let out a sharp breath as the seperated, noticing only then that she had been holding it for quite a while. Her gaze met his as he tried to apologize. But who would even think of wanting to forgive him for something so glorious? Izzy chuckled and cut him in mid sentence, once again pressing her lips against hers... only this time they savored the moment and took a bit of a while in breaking the link. Izzy sighed, without unwrapping her arms from around his neck. Whos aid that the hard part was the kiss? No-- the hard part was what they were supposed to say afterwards. "James I .... I ... I love you" she finished. Of all the things that they had said to each other, that was the only thing missing. Three small words that had come a bit late, but in the right time. Perhaps it was too much. But Isabelle had just found that out now.

Celeb Claim:

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