Post by daniella shae kealey on Feb 23, 2013 13:43:58 GMT -8
| [atrb=style,width: 420px; background-color: efefef; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/6jh1H.png); padding: 5px, bTable] DANIELLA S. ROSEWOOD 22 | STRAIGHT | BURLESQUE DANCER | COLLEGE STUDENT | ERIN HEATHERTON THE INTERVIEW HELLO. THANKS FOR COMING IN TODAY. SHALL WE START WITH YOUR NAME? Hello! My name is Daniella Shae Rosewood, but I've got a few nicknames that you can pick from. The most common is Kell, but there's also Blondie, Kelster, Lynn, or anything you you'd like really. I actually like when people come up with new nicknames for me, I think they're fun! THAT'S A NICE NAME. WHAT DO YOU DO FOR A LIVING? Well, I'm a senior in college and I'm currently studying culinary arts and business, but my real passion is with dancing. Now, I'm not talking ballerina sort of dancing. I'm actually a burlesque dancer and I know what you're thinking. "Oh, she's just another stripper paying her way through college." That's not the case at all. Burlesque is actually choreographed dances that are rehearsed over and over again. So no, I'm not a stripper, I'm a burlesque dancer. Get it right. INTERESTING. WHAT DO YOU DO FOR FUN? Hmm, well I like to dance, obviously, but there's quite a few other things I enjoy doing. I love baking and creating cute little pastries. It's the only form of art I'm really good at outside of my dancing. I also enjoy meeting new people and talking to those who have interesting stories to share. I love finding out the history behind people, so long as it's a history they're willing to share. Also, like any other girl out there, I love shopping. Clothes are just wonderful, but I know I have a budget I have to stay under. Not all that interesting, huh? Well, how about... I also enjoy horseback riding? I've always loved how connected a rider can become with their horse, so when I can, I compete in competitions with my horse. As you can probably tell, I'm a very busy, active girl. WOULD YOU SAY THOSE ACTIVITIES REFLECT WHO YOU ARE? Uh, I guess they do in a sense. I mean, with all the activities I'm involved in, I'm a pretty active and busy person. But that's the way I like it really. Most of the time I'd rather be doing something instead of sitting around and not being productive. You'll often catch me blasting music and practicing my dances or working up a new tasty dessert. I'm pretty passionate about my hobbies and I take them very seriously. I'm always practicing and stressing myself out over it. I know that's probably not a good idea, but I can't really help it. My parents have trained me to be this sort of perfectionist and though I've tried to break myself of the habit, I can't really seem to. Other than working hard, I'd like to say I'm a pretty kind and accepting person. I love talking to new people, as I've said earlier. My friendly, bubbly sort of personality makes it easier for people to talk to me I think. I always listen to things with an open heart and mind, but sometimes I think I can be a little too nice. I've always had a guilty conscience so I'm typically too nice to people. Meaning, I'm a bit of a pushover. I let people walk all over me and use me when needed, but I tell myself it's for the better of the person I'm helping, or, well, letting use me. When I say that I don't mean use me like... for sex or anything, but it's more like I let people let their frustrations out on me. It's weird, I know, but I can't really help it. I'm not very protective over myself but I'm very protective over my close friends. If you try to mess with anyone that I hold close to my heart, the nice girl act will drop immediately and you'll be sorry you ever said anything. Though I might be sweet, I do have a sassy side that come out to play when it's needed. Though I am a good listener, I'm not a good... talker? Meaning, I don't really like to share my own secrets and problems with people. Yes I can still talk to people, my bubbly nature makes that part easy, but there is a small problem. Because of past relationships and things of that sort, I find it hard to trust people with my personal feelings and thoughts on things. I feel as if all my friends have better things to do rather than sit around and listen to my problems all day. I don't want to burden them either because I'm actually kind of messed up. So I bet you're thinking that because I dance around with most of my clothes off that I'm easy. Well, you have another thing coming, because I'm not like that at all. Sure I'm a bit of a flirt. I like being cute and playful, but I'm not a sleazy, easy girl. Hookups and flings are not okay in my book. Relationships only, thank you. But, truth be told, I'm kind of horrid when it comes to picking the guys I want to be in relationships with. They're all the brooding, jerk types. I don't mean to fall for them, but it just sort of happens. My friends all think I'm stupid because of it, but I really just can't help it. Yeah I've fallen for the cute, nice guy before, but the feelings are never returned. Sometimes I just think that I'm going to be stuck in a terrible relationship for the rest of my life. COOL BEANS. THEY SAY YOUR FAMILY SHAPES WHO YOU ARE. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOURS? My parents and I are pretty civil I like to think. They aren't too accepting of my current career, but they're hoping that once I graduate that I'll move on to be a chef or something. They do love that I'm hardworking and determined though, because they're the same way. A family of perfectionists I guess you might say. But I've kind of distanced myself from them over the years because I don't really like how they still try to push me to do what they want. I do have an older brother, but he's currently away in the army. I love him dearly and whenever he's home I spend almost all of my time with him. He's really my other half and the old person I feel comfortable enough with to talk to about almost everything. Oh, and then there's Ziggy, my horse. He's a big gentle giant that I've loved ever since I was seventeen. AND YOUR LIFE? TELL ME ABOUT YOUR PAST. I'M EAGER TO HEAR. Oh gosh, I don't really like digging into the past, but I guess we're going to have to go there, aren't we? I grew up in some small little beach town in Florida. My parents were middle class people with good paying jobs and were perfect at almost everything they did. They were kind, charming, and smart. Almost everyone that knew them loved them, so when I was born, I automatically had big shoes to fill. My parents expected a lot from me when I was younger, and for the most part I gave it to them. I got good grades in school, I was involved, and not to mention one of the pretty popular girls. My mother loved to dress me up and put me in dance recitals. That's when I started to love dance, when she put me in lessons around the age of five. Needless to say, even at a young age I had a lot on my plate, but I did my best to keep up with everything. My parents made sure that I did anyway. If I ever let a grade slip or was caught slacking off, either of my parents would make sure it didn't happen again. The would slap me on either the arm or face, warning me that if it happened again, I would be in a lot more trouble. The hits got a little harder sometimes and maybe even a little more frequent, but I figured I deserved them. I mean, my parents wouldn't hit me for no reason, right? My brother never really found out that my parents hit me. He was the perfect child they would say, and he didn't need to know about what they did. During high school the two of us were pretty close. He made sure that nobody messed with me and I cheered him on at his football games. We were like two peas in a pod to be honest with you, so when he found out that our parents were in fact hitting me whenever I didn't place first in a dance competition or come out with a 4.0 GPA, he kind of flipped out on them. It was an epic battle between my parents and my brother and I was forced to watch from the sidelines. I was eighteen at the time, all graduated from high school and ready to move on to college. I was going to stay home and go to the local school, but my brother wouldn't have any of that. He told her that he wanted her to move with him to Maine for a while before he enlisted in the army. If I'm being honest, I was a little scared to leave him, but it was the escape I'd been waiting for. That night the both of us packed our bags and left. Since then my relationship with my parents has been a little rocky, but like I said, we've sort of patched things over and I talk to them sometimes even if my brother tells me not to. I want to make them proud. My first few years in Maine were pretty good. I found a job that I loved and school was pretty fun, but it was also where my short line of failed relationships began. In high school I'd always dated the jerk, but they never actually... they never actually hurt me. In college though, I got tangled up in a relationship that I really wish never happened, but I can seem to get myself out of it. About a year ago I started dating the owner of the burlesque club I work for. He seemed nice enough at first. He was respectable and kind, always the gentleman. However, as things progressed, he got a little more angry with me when I did things wrong or didn't pull in enough money for the club. It wasn't long after that before he hit me. I was shocked at first, but he told me he'd never do it again. I was scared, yes, but I was even more afraid to find out what would happen if I walked away. So I stayed in the relationship against my will and told no one except my best guy friend from college. He's the only one that knows my secret and he's also the one I'm having a secret love affair with. I love him to pieces, but I'm to afraid to make the move and leave my boyfriend. I don't want either of us to end up getting hurt. What about a secret? Everyone has a secret. I kinda just told you my secret, but I guess I'll explain it a little more. Just promise not to tell anyone, okay? My boyfriend would kill me if he knew. A year ago I started dating the owner of the club I work for and though I thought he was the man of my dreams, that wasn't the case at all. He ended up becoming my worst nightmare. I thought my parents were bad for hitting me, well, he's done far worse but is careful about it because I can't be going on stage with a bunch of bruises. I'm still in a relationship with him because I'm too afraid to leave, but what he doesn't know is that I've been secretly seeing my best friend from college. He's been there for me since my first year and is the sweetest person I know. We're both crazy in love, but we know that we have to keep it at secret for now. At least that's what I'm telling him. I can tell that he's getting frustrated with sneaking around, but I don't want to find out how my boyfriend will react when he finds out I'm leaving him and I've been cheating. Now you know my nightmare. ALRIGHT. TIME'S ALMOST UP. TELL ME ABOUT YOUR DREAMS. QUICK! After I graduate from high school I'm hoping to possibly move to New York to try and get a better job in the dancing field or maybe try and open my own bakery. Or maybe my own dance studio... I don't really know where I see myself in a few years. I'm just going to try and go with the flow and see where life takes me. I have no plans that are set in stone. I just want to live a life where I'm completely happy and doing what I want, not what everyone else wants me to do. AND THAT'S A WRAP. IT WAS NICE GETTING TO KNOW YOU. Uh... well this was fun I guess. I have to go to work now so I'll talk to you later. 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