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@lckygrrl
˚ · . ˚ ༘ 🎧 ⋆. ˚◞ ♡ 𝗬𝗘𝗔𝗛, 𝗜'𝗠 𝗔 𝗟𝗨𝗖𝗞𝗬 𝗚𝗜𝗥𝗟 .ᐟ lckygrrl is a dependent, single muse roleplay blog featuring lifestyle influencer JIA WOO, written by windy ( twenty7, she/they, est ) for berryhq. please do not borrow or lift inspo from this muse, and do not interact with this blog if you are not affiliated with the group.
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240313 JOY
WHERE : beach bonanza, the maple inn . WHEN : 8:20pm . FEATURING : anisa bustos @euph0rias !
" anisa ! " jia waves her arm to get the other woman's attention, accidentally spilling a few kernals of caramel popcorn. she's definitely had a couple shots already which explains her jovial actions, and the sudden craving for the far too sweet snack. she closes the distance between them, squeezing through the bit of crowd that's separating them, and a smile spreads on her lips. " a little birdy told me it's your birthday, " she beams. " in celebration, let me get you a drink ... maybe two ? "
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F.R.I.E.N.D.S (1994–2004)
crossing their arms over their chest , milo frowned in response — no chance she expected a glowing review from him .. “ jia , ” he began , head slightly tilted forward as their tone dripped with restrained frustration . “ if you wanted me to say somethin' sweet and kind about that hideous fuckin’ skirt , then you asked the wrong person . ” he averted his gaze at her pout , knowing their resolve not to lie would not be interested in that fight . turning to the nearest rack with a scowl , he thumbed through a few of the options ; surely something there would be better than the one she’d tried on before . “ mhm , and i’ve got a choice few left over , too . ” giving up , he abandons the rack of silk and satin in favor of the unoccupied plush armchair , one leg crossed neatly over the other as he waits for her to emerge again . “ why do you want my opinion , anyway ? if you feel good in it , then fuck what anyone else has to say and just wear it ... even if it's that monstrosity . ”
" milo, " she retorts from the dressing room, placing the skirt back on the hanger and on the hook for an associate to take. " well, i already said it made me look like a bird. " jia mumbles, nose crinkling as she pulls her own clothes back on. she releases a soft breath, hands smoothing over the front, subconsciously smoothing away wrinkles that don't exist. ah, what the hell is she doing ? grabbing her bag and phone, jia swings the door open and sets a hand on her hip. " i heard that, and i mean . . . you were here. what's the harm in asking your opinion ? " she lets out a soft breath, settling down in the opposite arm chair and mirroring their posture, arms folded across her chest. " either way, i'm finished with shopping now. we can go anywhere you want— my treat. "
" hey , jia , " his body relaxed the moment he heard jia's voice , unaware that he had been tense all this time because of the surrounding cameras . jiro knew he needed to adjust to this new life , having agreed to join the show , but he often questioned whether the decision was worth compromising his privacy . hell , he can't even get a moment of peace to himself without the cameras constantly in his face . " honestly , i'd rather be back in the room building legos than out here , " he admits , a soft grin spreading across his face as he looks at her . now , jiro wasn’t the friendliest in the bunch , but he was grateful to have a friend like jia around — a beautiful soul whose presence was a comfort to him . " but alcohol sounds tempting — had any drinks yet ? "
there's only a few people she's gotten close with during her time here, and jiro was one of them. the two were similar in a lot of ways, and could lean on each other whenever it was needed. jia had never been much of a night owl until she met him, and if she told the truth, she loved how their seemingly endless conversations often led them to random parts of the city or late night eateries. " i know, right ? " jia releases a soft sigh, randomly buttoning up her coverup to prevent it from falling off of her shoulder. " speaking of which, i finally got my hands on the starry night set. we should build it next time you're free. " to someone else, the lego building may seem childish at best, but to jia it was a few short hours where her appearance didn't matter and she could spend time with someone who actually listened when she spoke. " i had a far too strong frozen margarita earlier, but that's it— i heard the light has some good ones, though. care to join ? "
jia woo, heiress of hyodo int'l, files for divorce and walks away with $150m settlement !
after five years of marriage, jia woo and multibillionaire husband kang minho have called it quits !
married right out of college in a lavish ceremony, the couple soon moved to geneva, switzerland where kang expanded his family's business. the couple appeared to have the perfect marriage, but our sources say otherwise.
" jia has been unhappy for a long time, " our source shares. " there's a lot that she went through in this marriage that she constantly told minho she didn't like. we believe her worries fell on deaf ears. "
despite the breakup, jia appears to come out on top as a prenuptual agreement was never signed. the new divorcee walked away with . . . read more.
JOY in milan
JOY at Tod’s Fashion Show
PRETTY WOMAN 1990 | dir. Garry Marshall
location : somewhere on the beach lmao
currently : open to everyone !
even outside of the content she created, one would often find imara gill, albeit seemingly - mindlessly, agressively swinging at a punching bag, but it wasn't mindless at all; she channeled all of her rage ( and other emotions ) and the problems she had with life into throwing her own fists. and what wasn't there to be pissed about? she couldn't get a moment's peace from that damn camera crew. remember the money, remember the money, she would need to remind herself. she'd discovered one of those speed bags ( most commonly used by stupid gym bros; the very same that either worship or fear her ) on the beach, so naturally, she was drawn to it. catching a glimpse of a figure standing behind her out of the corner of her eye was enough to get a rise out of the influencer. practically growling, she squinted without turning her head towards the other. she wanted to go on a whole damn rant about staring in public, but instead, snapped in her raspy english accent, never ceasing the quick pummel to the speed bag in front of her, " can i help you ? "
there's a lot of content jia was able to nab thanks to the beach bonanza, and she was doing her best to get it all. she'll have to edit down the footage she'd gotten for the appropriate length of a mini vlog. she'd silently excused herself from the crowd, wanting to capture some b - roll clips on her camera— people enjoying themselves at the booths, the bonfire, and even one the making of the famous crepes at the maple inn booth. she has a biscoff ice cream bar in one hand and her camera in the other while she pauses to get some clips of the waves crashing on the shore, when a voice flows into her ears. oh, rude. " i was just ... here. " jia motions toward the beach, taking a bite out of her ice cream. " no need to bite my head off. "
See You in My 19th Life (2023)
open starter : melody carlisle , outside of her booth .
she could not believe the audacity , but the audacity continued . noticing how the camera followed the scowl which her features had taken upon , flicking her lips against pink barbie - gloss and then letting them erupt into that brilliant smile . this is so fine ! absolutely nothing is clashing here , she is in a great mood . “ listen , if you want to give carnevale a try ? look no further . because this is , like , so inspired by birthdays i've had back in rio , and we know how to turn it up . ” her pride bled out there , and it switched from being a little bit irritable to engaging in what she loved — and okay , she did love this kind of entertainment , and dressing up . it was always so fun to see what everyone wore too ! “ games and themed drinks , this is totally your pink dream . everybody is welcomed too ! i pinky promise . judgement free zone . ” the interview words haunting her , in this for the long haul , and mel was increasingly aware of how view times and audience's fickle natures were a ticking clock .
jia has heard of carnevale before, but she's never experienced such an event. for the past couple of hours, jia has been drinking to her heart's content, filling up on peach bellinis and onigiri from fish and bits. after her second ( or was it third ? ) taiyaki, jia decides to set off for something to bide her time. luckily, she'd been able to hide from the cameras while stuffing her face, but ultimately walked right into them once she arrived at melody's booth. " ah, it's so pink ! " jia compliments once she gets a full view of what's going on, and her eyes are almost unable to focus on a single thing. " wait, is your booth the one with the pink drinks that have glitter in them ? i've been looking for one since i got here, " jia laughs with a gentle shake of her head. yeah, she's definitely tipsy. " do you mind showing me around a bit ? "
women with big brown eyes should be allowed to get away with anything and everything
"We're gonna take that knife away from her, right?"
