Nefera de Nile's Campus Stroll diary

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30 July
So father arranged an appointment for me to meet with another agency today but regretfully I was unable to attend. I must have eaten something that did not agree with me last night for I felt faint this morning and I thought I detected the beginning of the shadow of a blemish. I immediately had the servants prepare an emergency spa treatment and I feared to move lest my complexion be upset by the change in the humidity that would occur if I left the penthouse. The whole incident was very traumatic and was made more so by learning that some monster with far less beauty and talent was chosen by the agency for its new campaign. Father called and was royally cross with me even after I explained the dreadful details of my situation. He has threatened to come here himself and personally escort me to the next appointment if I do not, in his words, "Stop draining the royal coffers with nothing to show for it in return." I may never recover from such a blow to my delicate psyche. The only remedy for this situation, of course, is to throw a party.

12 August
All is in readiness for tomorrow night's festivities. Every agent and top model has received their invitation and RSVP'd. The city's beast interior designer is putting the finishing touches on the decorations, the caterer and chef are coming in the morning to set up and I have bought out the next floor down to prevent any potential problems with the neighbors. I, myself shall be the most opulent and regal host since...since ever. I am incomparable to any who have come before and so I will remain. I totally rock and rule.