Luxe Delilah de la Croix



Nickname:
Mom calls me Lilah sometimes.

Age:
18.

Birthday:
6/2/1994.

Zodiac:
Gemini.

Place of Birth:
Portland, Oregon.

Ethnicity:
Caucasian.

Nationality:
American.

Sexual Orientation:
Straight.

Relationship Status:
Completely Smitten.

Height:
5�8".

Weight:
137.

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Tattoos:
MCLXVII; "1167" in Roman Numerals on my left shoulder blade.
It's the address of me and my mom's first apartment after my father. It's so I don't forget where I came from.

Piercings:
Just the ears.

Scars:
Nope.

Criminal Record:
Nothing I would want anyone to know about.

Education:
Lakeridge Preparatory School Graduate.

Job:
Assistant Apparel Designer at Mage Designs; Blogging intern at Teen Vogue.

Pets:
Emsley's British Bulldog Stocks

Family:
Evangeline de la Croix--Mother.
Emsley Haven--Best Friend & Other Half.

Clothing Style:



Short Biography:

So, I'm Luxe. A simple girl from Portland with a less than simple life.

I guess things got complicated when my mother remarried. She married into money and, coming from nothing, that was catalyst enough for change. Lots of change. Most of it not for the better. In the midst of all that change I met Emsley. When we met he was stocking fruit at a local supermarket and we talked. He was adorable but at the time, undatable, as I was climbing the social ladder of my prep school. A prep school I later found out he attended. Despite not being able to date him, Emsley and I became really good friends. Even better friends after a messy break-up with a long forgotten boyfriend. Emsley was everything I needed then and he stayed that way well through junior year and the first semester of our senior year. Just before Christmas, he and I were at dinner when a reporter for the New York Times gave him the news that his grandfather, Duke of Kent, had passed unexpectedly.

Not sure if you caught it: Duke of Kent.

Emsley was royalty. A fact that he'd neglected to tell me in our 2 and a half years of friendship and dating. I was mad...for a while, I guess...but I liked him. I loved him. And for some crazy reason that I still haven't figured out, he loves me. So we're here. Fresh out of high school and tackling this whole Duke thing together. Well, as together as his family will allow. They don't care for me much, but I'm sure with time I can turn things around.

I have to. For Ems.