Post by Alia Landon on Sept 12, 2009 20:09:04 GMT -5
Alia Marie Landon! STOLE YOUR HEART;
They call me Alia and I've shot for the moon 18 times.
You know you all love me and you can contact me via pm.
Ktxbi.
They call me Alia and I've shot for the moon 18 times.
You know you all love me and you can contact me via pm.
Ktxbi.
» There Goes my Hero;
THe birth certificate reads Alia Marie Landon
But Everyone Calls Me Alia
Ive Been Breaking Hearts for 20 years
The say I Am Part time Model
Ive Been Told I Look Like Sophia Bush
» Rock and Roll, Baby.;
I am so tall 5' 5"
And I Weigh 120 lbs
Ive Bee Ninked And Pierced Ears Pierced
They always say I look like Alia always looks good. With her long dark brown hair that she either straightens or leaves curly, which frames her face. She has Hazel colored eyes that really stand out with how dark her hair is. She always wears make up no matter how lazy she is. Alia has never died her hair and would never think about just because she loves her natural hair color.
As for her body, she stands Five feet five inches. Her body is lightly tanned and she has a few freckles on her face. She is thin and has a model body but in no way is skinny as a pole she is right were she should be, which is why she runs or does other things to keep herself fit so she has a bit of an athletic body as well.
As for style she is always with the trend. She loves to shop and loves clothes. She likes any color but really wears black. When she is riding she wears breeches and tall black boots and her top is normally a tank top or a polo. Alia has tons of shoes, when riding it is her tall black boots and any other time she wears high heels or flip flops if it is a lazy day, Alia always has to look good.
This Is What Makes Me Stand Out Her bright Hazel eyes and dark hair make her stand out.
» Chances Taken, Hope Embraced;
I Adore Drawing, Modeling, Dogs, Boys, Horses, Eventing, Beaches, Swimming and bonfires
I Abhor Storms, Ghost, Night, Needles, Fish, Stuck Up people, Spiders, Reptiles, Jerks
I Rock Out going, Creative, Respectful, Caring and down to earth
I Suck Spoiled, Stubborn, Drinks, sometimes boring and likes to gossip
I Do When angry she will go and draw until it passes, cracks fingers, when bored she plays with her hair.
I Want Make it to the Rolex, Model more, become an Architect like parents and find love.
I Fear Ghost, The Dark and Storms
I Shut up Drinks, almost got pregnant
I am Alia is a sweet kind girl who loves to have fun. She does not take others for guaranteed nor does she let the fact that she is rich get to her head. She loves making new friends and just being that down to earth kind of gal. Sometimes Alia has a temper and sometimes takes it out on others but after a few minuets she is back to her old self.
She never backs down and will stand her ground, She loves to have a good time and party but she never gets out of hand or to carried away. In no way is she stuck up or snobby about anything in fact she hates girls that are like that and will avoid any one like that. Alia can sometimes get herself in trouble but never with the law, she is a good girl most the time but sometimes she caves into pressure and does something she will regret in the morning.
Alias parents taught her right, they taught her that respect is right and in no way should she treat any one meanly. Alia also is good at hiding her emotions and will not show them to any one un less they are close, if she is upset she will go and sit in her room and draw for a couple of hours, it always takes away the pain and frustration. She is very simple to please even though she can buy or get what ever she wants she prefers that it be kept simple and nothing to big because its just not her.
» I Know I Won't Be Home At All;
I Came FromMolly, 32, Architect x model, Tyler, 33, Architect
I Share My Dna With Only Child
I Come From San Diego California
But I Live Here Now Pinewood
This Is Who I was Alia's history is nothing bad its just your typical average girl. Alia is the only child of her parents and she got everything she could ever want and it was not because her family was rich. Around six Alia began riding horses and loved the fact of it. She competed in hunter but it never was thrilling she wanted more, So at ten she began learning the art of dressage which made her become interested in eventing. So the family moved her to an eventing stable, were she had countless falls but she never quit.
Fifteen was normal spending every chance she got with her horse, eventing was becoming just as big as modeling and she showed in her first eventing comp taking first and making a name for herself. Quickly her show career show took off and modeling took a seat on the back burn until she could figure out how to do both. Well showing season stopped and she picked back up on modeling going twice as hard as she had ever gone. Once spring hit showing began but she did not put modeling on the back burner and it worked out amazing and her schedule was hectic but she could do both things she loved.
At sixteen her parents bought her, her third horse the other two she simply had out grown. Well Alia being Alia allowed the stable to use the horse for other advanced riders, who's horses had not come to the stable, this turned tragic when the rider mis judged the jump and the horse fell going over the jump and she had to be put down. Alia could never forgive herself for it nor could the rider that was riding her.
Now twenty she has never forgotten that horse Alia is also more careful as to who she lets ride her horses. So she thought it was best to move away from the eventing stable so she packed up her stuff and loaded up her horses Swag and Elite and hit the open road heading to Pinewood stables were she hopes to start fresh and forget the past and make new memories here with her horses.
This Is Who I amCould not be any better
» This Heart It Beats;
I Lust Straight
I Love A good smile and nice body
I Loathe Jerks and control freaks
Maybe I loved Maybe a few hookups
Maybe I Didnt None
» This Is How We'll Dance;
I Bow Down Dude
I Am Awesome She led the mare down the aisle, it felt like they were walking out to the arena before a big day of showing. Heart breaks and faults happened there, here it was just for fun for them to be prepared for the next show. She pranced along side Alia, excited for the days work ahead she was just as excited, she wanted them to feel like one, she wanted to feel her movements below her as they worked through are pattern. She ran her hand down her mares neck before mounting her and walking through the gate into the arena.
First she warmed her up and allowed her to check out the new surroundings. She soon relaxed and focused on her cues, Now they could let the fun begin. She brought her back to the gate and they cantered up the center line and came to a halt, this would be were She would salute the judges, they next moved out at a trot to the left, the big movements would come soon enough. Going diagonal She asked her to extend her trot and boy did she ever. As They turned the corner the movements became normal.
They did a couple half passes at the trot, Next they moved onto the passage down the rail to M were she asked her to do piaffe, slowly they moved out of it and she asked her to canter they made there way up the center line doing three tempi changes, they did some more half passes at the canter and then when they reached the corner she gave the que for a pirouett, which Elite could not have done any better.
She slowed her to a walk, which they extended before picking up a trot and heading back up the center line were Alia halted. She patted her neck and dropped the reins giving her lots of praise, she would need a scrub down but at least she had given it her all, she had put her heart into it, Alia sighed and ran her hand through her hair, she quietly walked around enjoying her brake and she deserved it. stopping her and dismounted she pulled a rag out of her back pocket, Alia wiped the sides of her mouth and her chest.
You did wonderful girl, Alia murmured to her taking the saddle off, she put it on the fence and allowed her to roam the arena, she truly was one of a kind. Alia sat on the fence and watched her walk with her head leveled like she was still doing her job, She walked over to Alia and rested her head in her lap, She laughed running her fingers through her forelock and scratching behind her ears, these were the little moments Alia lived for.
Thanks Isa for helping =]