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𝗳𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗲 𝗷𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗿𝘆: What if this was my 13th reason!

Hello, good people. Brace yourselves for Darlene’s last entry on Vogue Amoure Club! On this episode, I’ll spice things up with some Darlene Gayo Daejeon Awards!

1. Favorite Club Function: Rollercoaster of surprises at Bingo Night! Imagine a bunch of scatterbrained pals taking home the victory.. We love yew BFFs4ever and our trusty emotional support fox! Having the chance to bond with them was actually the real deal. 🤍

2. Favorite Vogue Amoure Daily: The ever-so-random Nicki Minaj’s songs reviews! When I tell you I had a blast discovering her songs.. I meant it.

3. Favorite Club Joke: SELLING FEET pictures and hunting for victims will forever be my core memory of this club. Like everyone was really losing their sanity FOR BUCKS…

4. Favorite Experience: Pl*tting.. Every thing I did is entirely against my will. It was challenging, yet putting the plot pieces together brought me pure satisfaction!

5. Favorite Caretaker to Annoy: Lila! She’s just a feisty bundle of joy.

6. Favorite Caretaker to Curse On: River! No reason again. #BanRiverParty

7. Favorite Club Mate: *subscribe to unlock*

No, but really I can’t stress how I instantly felt a spark with you guys upon first meet. I can banter and chat with everyone without hesitation.. (even at 1 AM with some people). Thank you for reviving my lonely days.

Lila and River are also easily one of the best people I cross path with. Thank you for steering the club’s dynamics with compassion. I couldn’t ask for better caretakers!

Note: I might haven’t gotten the courage to thank you all directly due to the recent event, but I read all of your wishes and affirmation–even going as far as renaming the group chat name until now. I might not feel as good today if it weren't for all of you. Consider yourselves officially smooched (strictly platonic). 🤍

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𝗳𝗲𝗹ene 𝗹𝗼𝗴: Of Whiskers and Whispers

The week unfolds quietly, except for the voluntary student body activities causing a bit of a ruckus. Despite the chaos, it's nowhere near the magnitude of a concrete beam descending from the heavens to take Darlene with it. But instead of saying no, she spends weeks whining and obsessing over offering her help. In all honesty, her undying quest to please people is likely the root of the issue. Yet, what is life without a bit of stress, whether self-inflicted or otherwise?

Boldly claiming her role as the ultimate social butterfly in the society, Darlene also dives into a whirlwind of social encounters this week, courtesy of not missing a single Vogue Amoure Club Meeting since the welcoming party. Her justification? It's all in the name of love and living life to the fullest.

After all, love is patience. Love is endurance. Love is a quirky disguise for a low social battery. But today, love is spontaneously declaring a sweet solo runaway.

Darlene has been eyeing this adorable cat cafe on social media–all decked out in French flair. It's like the cafe's playing hard to get, RSVP-only for the soft opening. So, imagine her surprise when she takes a chance (cues Niki’s Take A Chance With Me), RSVPs for the soft opening, and scores an invitation. The catch? A little Instagram review in exchange!

The sun is in that bright phase of it owing to the afternoon. The door chimes as Darlene enters, immediately engulfed in the rich and buttery scent of freshly baked pastries. The cozy atmosphere is crafted by warm tones of wooden tables and vintage-style pendant lights, casting a soft glow from above. Delicate French pastries–displayed in glass cases–fill the air with their inviting aroma. At the heart of the café is the open kitchen, where skilled chefs in white aprons create a sensory spectacle with sizzles and clinking utensils. Amidst the friendly chatter of visitors and the soft purring of cats, Darlene thinks, this café might really be a home away from home.

As she softly shuts the door behind him, Darlene steps into the room to find a white cat deciding it’s worth his time to walk out from behind a table and curl around Darlene's legs as if claiming ownership. Which, if she is to be honest, he kind of does. Just as Darlene is about to pet the cat, a sudden "Ouch!" followed by “Not so good, kitty!” startles her.

“Jolie?! Why are you here?” Ah, their abrupt K-Drama moment. It’s the short-haired girl with perfect smile from her journaling the counter who screamed. Darlene is pretty damn sure she wasn’t there when she walked in seconds ago. Weird. 

“Apparently, I hit the jackpot! You too?! OUCH..” It was only then that she notices a ginger cat scratching Jolie’s legs. Swiftly switching to first aid mode, Darlene picks up the cat and hands Jolie a bandaid from her bag—a bag that could seemingly fit the entire nation on its own.

“Please warn me next time if you plan on getting hurt. Good thing I’ve always come prepared and I care about you! Here.” Darlene scolds as she carefully places the bandaid.

Jolie appreciates it, saying, “You’re a lifesaver today. Thanks Darlene!” She looks much more relaxed now, the tension gone from her frame.

“Well, would you like to find a table for two then?”

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They've selected a small table near the far wall, equipped with two chairs facing each other. Positioned close to where most of the cats lounge, it offers the best view of the kitchen area. The surroundings are furnished with plastered French posters, creating a picturesque ambiance that feels ideal for capturing moments. Everyone must credit them for this thoughtful choice.

The waiter brings a large jug of chamomile tea with a matching cup and their orders: cheesecake and poured tiramisu. Darlene relaxes and thanks the waiter before turning to Jolie, moving the cheesecake in her direction. 

“Oh, they look amazing!”

She takes in the sight of a stack of lady finger biscuits smeared with cream and sprinkled with chocolate powder. Once Darlene tastes the tiramisu, she’s immediately hit with an instant energy booster. This is it. This is the exact reason she was born. It must’ve been evident from the gleam in her eyes and the exaggerated enthusiastic nods she does because Jolie notices and inquires, "How is it?"

“IT’S REALLY DELICIOUS… The texture is soft and creamy. The coffee tastes light and not sweet, a great contrast to the cake. The whipped cream also feels light, maybe because it uses fresh cream? Ah, how do I explain this..” Darlene gestures vaguely at the tiramisu before exclaiming, "This is truly the greatest invention known to mankind," eliciting a giggle from Jolie.

"Would you like to try?"

"Please, it looks really good!"

Jolie, after tasting the tiramisu cake, enthusiastically remarks, "Oh, it's really creamy, and it's so soft it literally melted in my mouth—so nice!" She then urges, "Here, have mine too, try it with the strawberry. It’s fresh, not too sour, but you'll like it!" It doesn’t look like she minds from the small smile on her face. 

The strawberry cheesecake in front of her is claimed to be the best-seller. The combination of soft yellow for the cake, pastel pink for the cream, and deep pink from the strawberry pieces makes the cake look appealing.

Darlene, encouraged by Jolie, takes a spoonful of the cake, and expresses her satisfaction, "Oh... nice. The combination of whipped cream and cream cheese itself is balanced, and there’s also a surprising sour taste of fresh strawberry in the cake. I have a high bar for cheesecake, and this one exceeds my expectations!"

Fueled by the delightful desserts and their overall pleasant experience, it's clear that this won’t be their last visit.

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Having finished their dessert, only a half-full jug of chamomile tea remains as Jolie initiates the conversation, “Anyway, how’s your new year?”

“Oh! It was fun! I celebrated it at an amusement park with my sorority girls. We had a blast screaming our–” Darlene's train of thought is abruptly halted by another revelation.

“WAIT... On that note, I saw Arielle there holding hands with a boy!”

Jolie raises her eyebrows, questioning, “Going out? I thought she was supposed to be at home.” She immediately checks Arielle’s Instagram story for confirmation.

“Oh? Spicy... I don’t know. I guess she’ll tell us when she’s ready–”

Darlene's jaw nearly drops open as a finicky cat, seemingly appearing out of nowhere from under the table (when had she snuck under there?), leaps onto her lap, purring contentedly. It's as if Darlene has a special connection with cats.. A true cat whisperer, perhaps?

With a widening smile, Darlene's hands immediately moved to stroke the content cat. "Hello, sweet one. You're so clingy!"

Jolie adds, "What a coincidence, this cat looks just like her!"

“I guess she can hear us! Well, look at that one!" Giggling, Darlene points out at another cat, swinging her coffee-colored plume tail back and forth in an almost teasing way as well. Is she taunting them?

“Come here!” Jolie looks completely charmed and cooes sweetly at her. However, a subtle sting of betrayal hits her as the feline skulks away. It turns out the cat is headed to play with her friend—a brown cat giving them an intense glare. Cats just had to be heartbreakers, didn’t they?

"No way! You can’t convince me that’s not Lila and River," Darlene exclaims with a playful grin.

“They surely are! Oh, have you heard of the hot news about Lila and River yet?” Jolie leans in, delivering the news with the most dramatic tone possible.

And so, the night concludes with shared giggles, warm hearts, and the world's biggest mystery.

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— Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns

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𝗳𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗲 𝗷𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗿𝘆: Good bye, 2023!

“If I loved you less, I would be able to talk about it more.”

Is there any other best way to spend with New Year’s Eve besides spending it with your loved ones? Whether it's indulging in a fancy dinner, belting out heartwrenching karaoke tunes, or just having a heart-to-heart about everything or nothing at all. Anyway, I’m gonna make this one as appreciation post for my lovelies:

➊ BloomingIllies sorority girls (Tessa, Danielle, Maurie, Brie, and Akira). Unfortunately, you’re all stuck together with me until many moons ahead!

➋ Nyang-nyang family (My playful brothers: JK, Raasga, Ravel, Seth, Al, and Ryder as well as pretty sisters: Kathya and Blair). To more impromptu game sessions and genuine laughters together!

➌ My fellow Vogue Amoure feet production house members (you know who you’re.. I won’t publicly ashame you). I’ll enjoy every bits left with you all.

Anyway, I’m just a mosaic of everyone I’ve ever loved. I carry their pieces around with me everywhere. Therefore, I’ll personally thank them for sharing loves with me through the test of time. Thank you for being here and reminding me that, sometimes when I’m driving blind and there is no end in sight, the people I love will bring me home, always. 𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃

Feel free to continue pestering me into the next year. I've upgraded your subscription to a lifetime membership! Also, I’ll keep this journal entry brief tonight as I’ll save my time for my cherished ones and sparing them from an overflow of emotions. Who am I to kidding.. It’s me who’s about to cry right now.

Love, Lene

Rating: ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ out of 5 stars!

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𝗳𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗲 𝗷𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗿𝘆: Romance movie for the thrill chaser!

I’m not sure how I want to fall in love.

I want to love ardently, too ardent that even reciting the preeminent Neruda’s “Love, We’re Going Home Now” wouldn’t feel suffice. I want to fall in love, like how I usually do everytime I see the blazing golden rays that get depicted on my windowsills every morning. I want to be able to distinguish the love language of flowers; to differentiate which one is the longing kind of love, flaming kind of love, or eternal kind of love. Or maybe I just want to find myself immersed in love like a cliché trope in a romance movie, as easy and as gentle as how Jesse and Céline fall in love in the classic Before Sunrise.

I watched this film many moons ago, but its tenderness and profound hopefulness still linger in my heart. There’s no hidden agenda in this movie–no heavy betrayals or violence. Like a breath of fresh air, it’s mostly conversation, as they wander the city of Vienna from mid-afternoon until the following dawn. What do they talk about? Parents, death, former boyfriends and girlfriends, music, and the problem with reincarnation. Mundane yet profound topics, creating a fully realized portrait of love.

“If you want true love. Then this is it. This is real life. It’s not perfect. But it’s real.”

Sure, you might call the storyline basic, but the beauty lies in its realistic portrayal. The actors breathe life into the dialogue, making it feel like a genuine exchange rather than scripted lines. And oh, have we talked about the cinematography!? It’s basically a visual feast, capturing Vienna's landscapes in breathtaking frames.

You see, I’m not a hopeless romantic nor a cynical realist.. just a secret third thing. However, I'm enchanted and deeply connected with this movie. I approve River's taste, wholeheartedly!

Rating: ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ out of 5 stars!

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𝗳𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗲 𝗷𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗿𝘆: Tribute to Nicki Minaj! 🎧

Who knew Vogue Amoure had the power to transform me into a full-blown Barbz in less than one business day? I had a blast sneakily trying to insert her tunes into my daily routine, but for the love of good vibes, let's agree: I should be banned from the AUX cable for the time being. Anyway, my current on-repeat song is Itty Bitty Piggy.

“I mean I don't even know why you girls bother at this point, like.. give it up! It’s me! I win! You lose!”

The amount of God-tier brain scratches I get from this song is beyond the comprehension of mankind. Those uplifting lyrics… upbeat melodies… and Regina George vibes?! Life-changing. Ground-breaking. TURN THAT SHIT UP! Lastly, here’s top activities recommendation to elevate the listening experience (tested and approved):

Walking to that Broadway audition

Hitting that gym class.. (or yoga, if sitting pretty is your job like me)

Practicing spech for presidential election

Solving global warming

Casually driving over your ex.. hahah.. just kidding.. unless?

Rating: ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ out of 5 stars!

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𝗳𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗲 𝗷𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗿𝘆: Things to do on Christmas! ⁺₊❆

Personally, I’m #TeamSummer as winter tends to cramp my style with its activity restrictions... However, when December rolls around, there’s one thing I look forward: Doing DIY Christmas decoration!

I’ve got a knack for decorating things in general (I figured it’s just girlhood), but decorating for Christmas always invites a surge of nostalgia and childhood excitement. This year, in a faraway land with a room of my own, I finally have the chance to decorate it in my brand: pink and animal-themed. I might be scrambling to glue and paint things, but I enjoy both the experience and result with the tunes of Christmas music!

Rating: ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ out of 5 stars!

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If you’ve never seen the stars when they were alive, the dead ones were enough.

She looks up at the star and wonders whether the stars in her chest will burn brightly one day. She thinks, maybe, they’d be as ravishing as the ones twinkling down at her this very moment. But right now, the stars inside of her are still dying. Maybe right now is not the right time. Maybe there‘s never a right time in this lifetime.

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haley heynderickx, jo / arthur kearns via @obsob / minnie bruce pratt, the fact of the garden 

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what can i say.. i’m an assigned yearner at birth!

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Thinking about my first apartment in Portland. Text at top right reads, “I moved in during the golden hours.”

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Pop quiz! Do dreams unfold in the serenity's gentle caress or in the pursuit of a wild chase?

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Hello, good people! I welcome you to Serenity Darlene’s celestial playground; where our dreams are never grounded. This persona is crafted for the purpose of twitter-based multi-verse roleplay, borrowing the image of i’ll-it member: Lee Youngseo. Therefore, there’s no ties to the real artist or be-lift lab here.. just a playful daydreaming in my little curated museum. Let’s soar through the skies together and maybe we’ll find the answer along the way!