Gwendolyn Arnolds

Resident Flower Child. 23-years-old. Owner of The Meadow's Nursery - a floral shop and plant nursery on the northside of the city. Florist & Gardener. Civilian / Chicago, Illinois

[gwenarnolds]

( kristine froseth, 23, cisfemale, she / her ) Have you seen GWENDOLYN ‘GWEN’ ARNOLDS around ? I hear they’re a FLORIST & GARDENER who can sometimes be GULLIBLE & FICKLE. But I also heard they can be ADVENTUROUS & VIVACIOUS if you catch them on a good day. They’re usually hanging around LA BUENA BRUJA in their spare time.

- B A S I C -

Full Name: Gwendolyn Meadow Arnolds Nickname(s): Gwen, Gwennie Age: 23 Occupation: Owns her own floral shop, named The Meadows Nursery, and has her own garden and small farm at home. Her shop is where she sells her own harvests. She’s an avid gardener. Double Majored in: Horticulture & Business Management Birthday: May 15th  Zodiac: Taurus

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual, Biromantic Alignment: Chaotic Good

- F A M I L Y - 

Father: Benson Arnolds Mother:  Jewels Arnolds Siblings: Older brother (wanted connection - fc suggestions: ben robson, jake weary, casey deidrick, chris hemsworth)

- A P P E A R A N C E -

Height: 5′7′’ Weight: 118 lbs Hair Color / Type: Dirty blonde / Straight. She wears it long, and it reaches down to her mid-back Eye Color: Blue Tattoos / Piercings: Ten (small) tattoos (five of them are five different types of flowers, three of them are inspirational quotes, and two of them are animals). She has five piercings in each ear - three in the lobes and two in the cartilages. Her Best Features:

- P E R S O N A L I T Y -

(+) Independent, Adventurous, Friendly, Vivacious (-) Gullible, Fickle, Naive, Quixotic, Passive

- L I K E S   /   D I S L I K E S -

Gardening

Being out in nature

Hiking

Swimming

Healthy Eating

Yoga

Dancing (Contemporary)

Painting & DIY crafts. Where most people watched TV when they have down time or are bored, she paints, draws, and does crafts instead.

Jewelry making

Listening to music - she’s a total 70′s girl at heart, so she listens to a LOT of vinyls from Fleetwood Mac, Janis Joplin, The Rolling Stones, Simon & Garfunkel, Bee Gees...etc. Goes to music festivals whenever she has the opportunity.

Animals - she takes in stray animals whenever she crosses paths with them, so she’s got a small menagerie on her 5 acre property.

Doesn’t own a TV, so she doesn’t watch a lot of films or shows. The only time she actually sits and watches stuff, is when she’s at other people’s residence. She grew up without TV, so she’s WAY behind on her pop culture references.

- P E T S - 

Take a look at them all here

Cats:

Alice - calico kitten

Joplin - gray tabby kitten

Cher - long haired black cat

Sonny - short-haired orange

Dogs:

Hendrix - Husky / German shepherd mix

Bowie - Rhodesian Ridgeback mix

Ringo - tricolor Corgi

Joni - Border Collie / ?? mix (puppy)

Others:

Sunshine - yellow budgie

Simon - foggy chinchilla

Garfunkel - Netherland dwarf rabbit

Heddy - hedgehog

Zeppelin - mini donkey

Pat - mini donkey

Barry - pygmy goat

Bebe - pygmy goat

Betty Boop - pygmy goat (baby)

Busy Bea - pygmy goat (baby)

10 Chickens (some have names, some don’t)

- B I O G R A P H Y -

Grew up in a small hippie commune, located on an impressive farmland in San Joaquin, California. Was raised there, alongside her (much) older brother, by her loving but unorthodox parents Benson and Jewels Arnolds - both of whom were straight up hippies from the 60′s / 70′s.

Her parents were vegans way before it became a mainstream and ‘trendy’ thing, and they passed all of their ideals and beliefs onto her brother and Gwen. 

She was born and raised on the cruelty-free lifestyle - on the beliefs that eating or using and wearing anything that came from animals was a crime against nature. 

She has joined riots and protests alongside her parents and brother and the other people who lived among them practically since she could walk, and so readily calls herself an Animal Rights Activist.

Was home-schooled by her mother throughout her entire school years, so she’s been very sheltered her whole life.

She spent a lot of time all throughout her childhood helping out in the greenhouses and around the farm by tending to the crops; particularly the flowers.

The farm in which the commune resided on was encapsulated by fields of wild flowers and Gwen was always out exploring and gathering colorful bouquets to bring back to the house.

She never had a TV growing up, so she spent a lot of her time outside, helping out around the farm, and simply exploring. She loved being outside, and surrounded by nature.

When she got into her teenage years, Gwen, and the few close friends she’d formed with other kids her age of the commune, often spent their summers going on days-long trips around California, seeking adventures and simply just living the life of nomadic teens. They hiked and backpacked all over the state, and even ventured as far as Nebraska on a few occasions.

Her parents were all about encouraging Gwen’s need for exploration and adventure; they never once stopped her from going off on her trips, trusting that she would come back when she was ready. Hippies, they were odd that way.

She was devastated when her brother left the commune - the two were very close, so him moving away to Chicago really upset her - but she understood that the lifestyle wasn’t for him.

At the age of 16, Gwen permanently left California as well in order to do more traveling, but eventually she settled in Chicago at the age of 19, happy to be reunited with her brother. When she got there, she decided to go to college at the University of Chicago, where she studied Horticulture and Business Manage for four years, earning her BA. She knew that she wanted to build a garden and open her own florist shop, so she took those majors with that career path in mind.

When she graduated university, her parents gifted her with a rather generous sum of cash - from their marijuana-selling side business. She used that money to buy 10 acres of land just outside the city limits, down by the river, which she turned into a beautiful, cozy little homestead and where she set up her own personal garden and greenhouses.

After bartending at Cataleya’s for two years and saving everything she could, Gwen finally was able to open that florist shop she’s always wanted. It was called The Meadows Nursery, and it’s a quaint little shop on the south side of the city.

- W A N T E D   C O N N E C T I O N S -

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Her Ride or Die

Customers / Employees

FWB

Girlfriend / Boyfriend

Any connections, honestly

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crimsonfaux​:

“It’s kind of an old fashioned way for some people, but I find it’s a good ice breaker. Besides, it can be fun after a few more of these.” Zane replied as he tapped the glass in front of him. He takes a swing from it, before he blinked slowly at her truth confession. That was a pretty spicy one if he ever heard one. His mouth opening and closing a few times before he finally willed the words out. “I’ve always wanted to try a nudist beach. I haven’t been able to do that though, not yet.” He replied and nodded to her when she inquired. “You do, and I’ll go ahead and choose truth so you can ask me anything you want to. But I’m going to be upfront, my next choice is definitely going to be a dare.”

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“I’ll have to remember that, then. Honestly, I need all the ice breakers I can get - I’m terrible at starting conversations.” She hadn’t been kidding when she’d said that she didn’t talk to many people - outside of the customers that came into her shop on a daily basis, she tended to keep mostly to herself. It wasn’t that she disliked people or didn’t like talking to them, it was just that she was a little on the shy side and had very little practice in social interacting. She was awkward beyond measure around people she didn’t know or those she wasn’t comfortably familiar with. Gwen smiled and gave a soft chuckle at his reaction, despite being a little embarrassed at the story. “It was fun, although I’m not sure I’d ever have the guts to do it again. It was really just a spur of the moment thing...but I highly recommend it, if it’s on your bucket list,” she grinned over her straw as she took another small sip of her drink, humming softly as she thought of a question she could ask, quite enjoying this game. Already she had a few dare ideas swimming in her head. “Thanks for the head’s up...Okay, I got one: What's the longest time you've ever gone without showering, and why?”

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[gwenarnolds]

rosesjustdie​:

event starter; open to all ( @crimsonstarters​ )

location; open bar

there used to be a time when zoe really felt like she belonged at these events and she was longing to get back to it. fake it until you make it seemed to be her mantra of the last six months and that night was no different, except that she felt more real and less like she was faking. leaning against the bar she looked around, clearly impressed at what had been put on. “it looks good, don’t you think?” asking the person next to her, “though i’m not sure how an open bar will go around all of these paintings.”

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It had only been a few minutes since Gwen had arrived at the Art Institute, and so she hadn’t  really had the chance to take a more in-depth tour around the gallery. Her attention wandered to a few pieces upon her arrival but only for a quick moment before she decided that the best place to start the night was the bar. Having worked all day out in the hot sun, tending her garden and greenhouses, she was a little on the dehydrated side and therefore was thirsty beyond belief - except instead of ordering an alcoholic beverage, she simply asked for a diet coke...feeling kind of childish for doing so, upon seeing everyone else with their fancy cocktails, but Gwen had never been much of a drinker and though not opposed to indulging once in a while, she knew that being dehydrated and drinking alcohol wasn’t the smartest thing. So a soft drink it was.

Turning her attention towards the other woman, Gwen threw her a friendly smile, but gave a small shrug as she replied. “I haven’t seen nearly enough yet to judge, but it all looks very promising so far, and I can’t wait to look around more.” Accepting her drink from the bartender, she thanked him, before humming softly, “Ah, yeah - that could definitely be a problem. Let’s hope nobody gets too careless with their drinks, because it would be such a shame if anything got ruined from a spill.”

[gwenarnolds]

scarlletdream​:

open. loc. art institute  for. anyone, @crimsonstarters​

   she did a quickie in the bathroom, the only one she had one her before venturing out into the gallery. jj was surprised there were more of a barrier between everyone and the art work considering what happened last time, yet there was a feeling of normalcy being pushed. glancing between the crowds and back to the art pieces it almost made her laugh at how chaotic it could be or how some people must be dying to say some words to another attendant. yet they all smiled and were playing their parts.

      eventually she settled on one of the pieces called ‘basket of apples’. “how many paintings of apples do you think are out there?” she questioned outloud. “probably millions but this is the one that’s hanging here.” 

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Though a lover of art herself, it was true that Gwen knew very little in the way of traditional art and its history. Looking around the gallery at many of the pieces that she assumed were done by world famous artists, she only vaguely recognized some of the artist names and their works...Van Gogh and Da Vinci being two of them, of course. Sure, she’d always loved painting and sculpting things ever since she was a little kid, but her unorthodox teachings back at the commune didn’t quite lend much knowledge in this particular area of study. As she carefully weaved her way through the crowd, her soft blue gaze taking in everything, she quickly found herself rather enthralled and intrigued, wanting to know more about them.

Upon hearing a young woman beside her speak, Gwen turned her head in her direction and chuckled, “Oh, yeah, I’d probably say millions, as well - fruit seems like a rather popular subject to paint. Their shapes are relatively easy and they make a good starting point when you’re first learning, I think.” Turning to study the artwork in question, she gave a small shrug, “It might not be anything that original, but I still like it, somehow...I think it’s because it reminds me of a fall harvest and makes me very hungry for a warm, homemade apple pie.”