I looked at the asain manicurist who was doing my nails and
watched while she put on the clear coat so the paint would last
longer. I picked black as usual, oppose to my sister's choice of
Perky Pink. Next door, I could hear my stepmom say a sting of
cuss words while she got her bikini wax. The salon was big,
elegant, and over priced. Just like how my new mom liked it. My
real mom left us a few years ago, so she could fulfill her dream
of being a artist on the road. But just 2 years ago, we got a
letter saying she died of heart failure. That's when my dad
found my new mom, Lizzy. She is just as shallow and snotty as
her names sounds. Of course she fits perfectly with my sister,
Kaylie. Ever since my dad got his new job as Senator, my sister
has been a total Fashion Zombie. Dying her hair that once was
like mine, Dirty Blonde with natural black streaks and bronze
tilt. Now her hair is a bleach blonde and drowned in hair
proucts. We now live in a 14 acre mansion that covers at least
1/4 of the city. With all its crisp white painted bricks and over protected gardens.

"She was like a total jerk to me and she expects me to say
sorry, talk about never!" I felt bad for the chestnut haired woman who was doing my sisters nails and listening to her nonstop ranting about her over rated life, pretending to care and nod her head. She would need to get a neck message after this.

When my mom was done with her wax appointment, we went over to her new red Mercedes SL-Class. The thing cost $98,500 and another $1,577 to insure it. I couldn't wait to get my driver's lecense and stop riding this thing with my two annoying relatives who put up the volume the loudest it can go and make a fool of themselves while they sing to the new Lady GaGa song or whatever their favorite pop radio station puts on. "Come on Kylie, lighten up a little, have some fun!" But the only thing I could do was to put my hands on my ears and thank god this thing didn't have a roof or else I would be deaf.

It was just 8 o'clock when we got home, my dad was out of town again this week so I would have to eat with the Paris Twins. Its kinda ironic that I call them that since Kaylie and me are twins but Lizzy and Kaylie have more in common than possible, they watch Gossip Girl with each other and talk about who they think is hot from Chace Crawford to Robert Potinson, they get their hair done by the same hair stylist, and they have the same insane fashion sense but everyone here does so its not that weird but I guess when your a 35 year old woman still trying to pull off a mini skirt, it kinda gets weird.

When dinner was done, I walked straight to my room and locked the door, blasting my own sterio to block out my sister's next door. I put on Emergency By: Paramore and left it at that. I headed back to my bed and jumped on to my back, making my bed wobble and pillows fall down. My room was a Dark Navy Blue color, since Lizzy complained that Black was too depressing and that people would think that she was raising a pack of wolves instead of two teenage girls.

But I mean if you saw me for a minute, you would know that I'm not like my sister and my step mom at all. I wear my hair down most of the time and not that puffy hair style they have now a days. I wash my hair every other day and not everyday since I hate to wait for it to dry. I don't die it either so what you see is my natural hair not something that a person had to sew onto my head. Most of clothes are wither black, grey or dark blue. Ocassionally you would see some red or green but I don't have anything pink. If you want that, you should go in my sister's walk in closet. Right, my sister is such a fashion freak that she needed a walk in closet not just a closet. I have a CD collection where as my sister and mother have a shoe collection with all the works from Jimmy Choos to those fancy names in french. I eat chilli dogs with my friends and I'm not afraid to eat a couple of carbs. Not like my sister who would turn down a perfectly good peice of pizza because she's afraid to gain an once and ruin her perfectly good stick model figure. Put me in the woods and I can live there forever but put my sister and mommy dearest in a room without electricity and they will die in less than 5 minutes of shock.

My laptop was still in my Metal Malitia bookbag that was left on my chair and the room was put in dimm setting jus the way I liked it. I couldn't put up any of my greenday posters since my dad had a lot of visitors that they would stick their noses where it didn't belong. My sheets are cotton blue died to fit in with my room since I refused to have the costum made silk ones that Lizzy ordered from China.

Everythign was about representation and appearences. You couldn't do anything fun without being posted in the front of the US Weekly. I usually didn't do anything that will attract the papperazzt but Kaylie in the other hand has been in the front of PEOPLE without her top on. Making people stare at me when I go to parties.