One Life: Episode 7 IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT (last page)
Pandora Moon:
^I'm feeling a lot better thanks for asking. I hope everything been going well for you too!.
See ya.
babyblue1387:
Episode 6: Fame Becomes Her
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I am Aartist Uehara, and I crave the limelight. All my life, I've been in the spotlight. How could I not?
My mother is the famous Model Ismena, also a beauty queen.
My father, Remy Harris, ultra hot, and much lusted after male model.
My brother, Marcin Uehara, also famous male model.
babyblue1387:
Yeah...I got really dizzy last night, so I didn't get to finish what I started. I'll do that tonight, and maybe update some more!
brittybe:
It already looks very promising babyblue! Remy Harris, OMG! Is that the man maid? If it's true, you definitely gave him a very good make-over!
babyblue1387:
Yes, that's Remy Harris the maid. He's actually a leftover from my first contest, the Remington Harris makeover contest, hosted by Bren. I couldn't find any other eligible bachelors, so I went ahead and pregnated Ismena with him. He's got cute kids, and Marcin looks so much like him. Onward now with the story!
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I can trace my family's fame back three generations.
My grandfather is Dias Uehara, famous rockstar, and founder of For the Heart charity. My grandmother is Adelina Uehara, three time Ms. Asia champion, humanitarian, and co-founder of For the Heart charities.
My great-grandmother was Girls Against the World guitarist, vocalist, and co-founder Kimora Yu.
My great-grandfather was Takeshi Uehara, noted and much loved and decorated music producer.
How's that for credentials? Like the three generations before me, I was born with a gift: a hot body, and an awesome voice. I decided to use my talents to the fullest extent. My mother knew many talent agents of many kinds, and got me in touch with the one who would launch my career. She knew how passionate I was about my singing, and did what she could to help me.
I was destined to be a solo artist (no pun intended), and at the age of 17, I released my first solo album, "A True Aartist Has Arrived."
The world was flooded with my smoking alto, and my alluring, catchy, stay-in-you-head-all-day rhythms. It went to #1 in a week.
Still, though, I was making the music that my mother thought was appropriate for me to make, and the music my record company wanted me to make. it wasn't completely my music, not completely, but I still put up with it. For three years, I rode the wave of my popularity with the teenyboppers. I made appearances on kids' shows and kids' award shows, but it all started to get a little hollow for me.
When I neared my 20th birthday, I felt a great change was needed in my music career. I would make the music I wanted to make. I began writing my own songs.
I gave the record company an ultimatum: let me take controll of my career or I walk. Later that year, my sophomore album "Get To Know Me" was released.
I had 4 #1 singles: A Real Aartist, If You Love Me, He's My Man*, and There's Something Called A Door*. The album was well received by the critics as a fresh insight to Aartist's mind, and earned me quite a few Grammy, AMA, Kids' Choice, and MTV nominations.
It would have been nice nice to win them all, but after award show season was over, I had a total of 20 awards.
After touring around the world, I took a break. I needed time to myself. During that break, I got involved with notorious Hollywood bad boy, Luke.
Life for me quickly became a whirlwind of sex, drugs and men. Tabloids talked about me and my beau, Luke almost non-stop.
They covered everything I did during the three years I was "on vacation." When my manager suggested that I enter rehab, the paparazzi were there. And they were there when I snuck out of rehab to go to bars.
After a hard three year relationship, Luke and I broke it off. My Public Relations people published the obligatory BS about it being an amicable split.
I set his house on fire. I narrowly escaped jail time for arson because 1)it was my first offense, and 2)who the hell would put Aartist in jail?
After the fire, met up with one of the guys from a kids' show I frequented when I first started out. We hadn't seen each other in a very long time, as he'd quitely faded into the background like so many others.
Marcello had grown a lot and became such a handsome young man. We hooked up and dated for six months before deciding to elope at a drive-through chapel. We were young and "in love." The big fancy wedding could come later. This caused many people to wonder where my mother was. She released the following statement:
"Aartist has cut off all contact with me. The most that I can do right now is leave messages with her PR person and hope that she'll get them. I'm trying my hardest to talk to her and not her people. Aartist, honey, please give me a call!
The story behind that?
We had a falling out over Luke and that whole situation. When my mother read about my marriage in the tabloids (I was 23, and Marcello 26), it was the first she had heard about it.
At first, no one seemed to really be concerned because I'd cleaned up my act. No more late night partying for me. I did drink occasionally, but not like before. I had emerged as a new woman. But there was something desperately missing from my life.
Two months later, I announced to the world that I was pregnant.
When I pondered my impending motherhood, I realized what I was missing: my childhood. I'd grown up in the limelight. In fact, I'd been in the limelight since before I was born. My mother modeled while she was pregnant with me. This is all I know. I couldn't help wondering if it was too late. So what did I do?
I had the dream wedding, and yes, I wore white. I fed the press a line about white symbolizing a new beginning. I was now reborn; I was a new woman. Again.
As the months wore on, though, I became depressed and began to drink. Marcello became concerned for our baby. He threatened to kick me out of the house once the baby was born. That was the beginning of the end for us.
He said his house. As far as the world was concerned, he was Mr. Aartist Uehara. And I made damn sure he knew that!
There were minor fights of course. Allegations that he beat me. Always allegations. My lawyers and I maintained that,while there were disputes as in any marriage, they hadn't become violent.
So I gave to my first child, a boy we named Jonas. Of course, baby solves everything, because things couldn't have been better for Marcello and I.
We made more public appearances, sometimes baby in tow, sometimes not. People claimed that they shouldn't be seeing so much of me because I have a baby and I should be at home being a mother. But I showed them all a thing or two.
I showed them by releasing my third solo album to even more acclaim.
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