The Journal is work of pure fiction. As I am writing this story, I am above the age of 18. If you want a story with lots of sex, look elsewhere. This is a love story. Seeing as it is a love story, sex is in there, but it's in realistic balance in the characters' lives.
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Thursday June 24, 2010
Hey I'm Charles Johnson Baron, but I go by CJ for short. Funny thing is, I used to hate when people called me by anything other than Charles. I'm weird I know, but I believe that my mom gave me the name and that is what I should go by. But I am an actor and yea Charles is a dramatic name, but I want to work in a major industry be it acting or in fashion. But a little more about me I'm 17 and live as the son of a Socialite in Manhattan. I am a prep school kid. I am 5' 10" and weigh 120 pounds, I style my hair into a faux hawk (one of those sexy Zac Efron style ones not emo or anything). I am a social butterfly in NYC; I have some pretty amazing stories and have met some amazing people. Ohhh and another big this I'm gay, came out when I was 15 and was accepted by my whole family and my closest friends and most of my school. And despite being openly gay and a social butterfly IM STILL SINGLE! Grrr, I mean I have lots of eye candy at my school, but none of the guys into are into me; But its whatever.
Well I guess I'll just get to the journal stuff, I guess that this paper doesn't want know all about what I look like or my problems. Well I am a bit of a fashionista, the perfect companion to a woman. You do know what they say "Behind every fabulous woman there is an even more fabulous gay." Well me and my two BFFs, Olivia Grace and Marie Whittaker, were going to charity event at a one of our friends house on in the Hamptons. It is gonna be one of those exclusive "White Parties" where everyone has to wear white. Well we were like there are gonna be photographers there for a few publications and that we need to look our best. Well I was on 5th Ave the other day just doing some window critiquing with one of my friends that lives in Brooklyn and in the Saks 5th Avenue Men's Store, was this stunning white paisley Tom Ford blazer and I was like where the hell can I wear this to. At the time I couldn't figure it out, but bout 4 days later I got this invitation and was like AWESOME! Well Olivia, Marie, and I have been shopping buddies for a long time and they were in the same boat as I was so we decided to get together today to find the perfect outfits.
We all met outside Saks and then hit the 3rd floor first to find outfits for the girls first. The event is a formal thing so we decided to find Marie a gown and Olivia a fancy pants look (She is a bit more butch). Well I was searching the racks in the Donna Karan section and I see this STUNNING white draped goddess gown that has this one like wing sleeve and the other was sleeveless and was just amazing. "Marie come over here" I said and showed her the gown.
She was like "OMG CJ this is PERFECT, now all I need are accessories."
"Well as you know that is what I do best." I said.
And it is, see I have this eye for all things glamorous, so I went to the shoe floor and I swear it was like a moment from god. On a pedestal with a spotlight beaming upon them sitting right in front of me was a pair of Christian Louboutin Very Prive stilettos that were covered in a silver glitter. They were the perfect Cinderella shoes. I quickly got them in her size and moved to find a bag. Well Marie has this edge to her elegant style and there was this silver Balenciaga motorcycle clutch and was like PERFECT. All that was left was to get a stunning statement necklace; I found this Vera Wang collar necklace that was just a neck ring looked stunning. Next was Olivia, she had found a pair of white Carolina Herrera silk wide leg pants, and a sleeveless Alexander Wang cowl neck tank top. I got her a pair of white, studded Christian Louboutin high-top sneakers. So with them done we made our way to the men's shop, I told the sales associate about the jacket that had been in the window, she informed me that the jacket had been sold out except for the one last in the window. She was not gonna allow me to buy it, and I know the guy who designs the windows. I gave him a call and talked to him, he told me that the jacket in the window would indeed fit me and that if I could put an outfit together by tom ford and put it in the window I could take it. I grabbed a new tie and blazer and the woman let me in the window, I removed the old jacket and tie and put the new on. As I came out of the window with the jacket I gave the sales woman a fuck you look. I then proceeded to buy a pair of white Gucci tuxedo pants, and a white Versace shirt and white bow tie, and I also got a new pair of white Christian Louboutin studded loafers and a new pair of Dior aviator sunglasses. The total for me and my girlfriends was like $13,000. The girls each reached for their own platinum cards, but I was quicker pulling my indestructible AmEx Black out of my Prada wallet. "Girls please, we are going as a group and I picked everything out so let this be my treat. You can pay the driver for the weekend ok?"
They agreed and we were off. After we left Saks we stopped off at Starbucks, we ordered our usual, mine which is a Venti Vanilla Bean Frap blended with strong coffee, and we sat scouted out hot guys as we so many of summer days did. That was my day today lots of cute guys but still no numbers, maybe at this party this Saturday.