WOW, first set it almost 4 years...
Where does the time go?
I thought I would try out my polyvore skills again, and I had so much fun making this set... But how is it? Sorry if it's a little rough, I feel so new to the scene.
 
Give me feed back.
 
xx,
Morgan-Rae

This set is still in the works, but I like it so far. x)

I'm loving making these sets with a million things in them.
 
Cluttered, just as my mind is.

"Davey Stewart to Stan's office, Davey." My name echoed through out the WABC intercom where I was an new intern for producers. And when you are called to Stan Locklers office. It can't be good.
I felt 30 pairs of eyes on me and I nervously stood up and straightened out my Balmain mini. "Oh no. Oh no. Oh no." Repeatedly went through my skull.
"Uhm.. Mr. Lockler?" I opened the door to his office. Trying to remember to be "professional".
"Ah, yes. Misses Stewart please have a seat." His intimidating voice ringing in my ears as I pulled out and sat one of his black leather chairs.
"I have been watching you.." Oh wow. This is awkward and c a n ' t be good. "And." His booming voice interrupted my thoughts. "I think its time for a promotion." It was trying to process in my head..
"Wait.. Excuse.. What did you just say?"
"A promotion. We have really been keeping a good eye on you and about a week ago a couple of producers quit on the CW network."
"A producer!" My dream was to be a REAL producer, not an 'assistant'.
"Yes, we take all of our interns very serious and you really do have a gift. Have you by any chance caught any of the shows for the CW? I am not very familiar I mostly focus on our ABC channel."
"YES! There is everything from America's Next Top Model or Smallville or even The Tyra Show." I knew practically ever show, from practically every station.
"Well, I see you have done your homework." He said with a smirk.
"Uhm, yes sir. Very much sir." I was screwing this up.
"Alright. Well your uncle has resigned as prod. of Gossip Girl and wanted to give his job to someone who was family and has the talent to run that show." This was seriously. UNBELIEVABLE. How could I go from shitty intern to full on PRODUCER in one day? Yeah right.
"Ohh.. I get it! Now where are the cameras?!" I burst into embarrassed hysterics.
"The cameras?" He was playing confused.
"Where is Kutcher?" I looked around laughing.
"Kutcher?"
"You almost had me Mr. Lockler." I face-palmed my forehead.
He loudly snapped in my face. Davey this is REAL LIFE. Stop messing around and get serious. Because this IS a serious position. And I could tell. He wasn't kidding.
"Oh, my god. I am so sorry." What the HELL was I doing?! "I just figured.."
"Well STOP. You start tomorrow." ... "If you can handle it." I heard him whisper under his breath.

I felt a soft kiss on my cheek, "Good morning beautiful.."
I opened my eyes, squinting, the new york sun was streaming through my blinds. I turned over and looked at Ty, my boyfriend of almost 9 months. "Morn-uuhhhaa-ing." I yawned as I stretched. "What time is it?"
"Nine thirty, time for breakfast." Why did he always have to be such a cheerful morning person?
"Better enjoy today, been waiting a long time for a break." What I meant was today is one of my only "off" days at work. Right now I am an intern for Nylon Magazine. Crazy right? I don't need to work to pay the bills, my parents send me enough money. But I enjoy it. PLUS it is a great excuse to live in this great place I call home, Manhattan.
"I think you will enjoy what I have planned for us." I could hear the smile in his voice as he put on his favorite pair of slippers. That I constantly make fun of him for.
"Yay." I said with no enthusiasm. He walked over and hovered over the covers which I was laying under. I realized a second too late what he was going to do. "TYLER NO!" Too late. He ripped the covers off and bounced me into his arms before I could even catch my breath. Then the worst. I tried to squirm my way out, but my weak arms were no match for his strong grip.
"The more you try and move the more I..." He took his hand and started tickling me like I was five years old. Uncontrollable laughter started spilling out of me. I am a sucker for being tickled or touched.
"STOP! STOP! Ty-ty-tyler!" He jumped up onto the bed and let me bounce on the sheets. And I lay there face down.
"Marina?" Thats when I popped up and smacked him square in the chest with a pillow. Stuck out my tongue and skipped into our bathroom. I peaked through the cracked door and saw him sitting there. I walked over and he held out his arms I jumped back into his warm arms. He pressed his lips to mine...
.. .. .. .. ..
I pulled back. "Alright, we adults now?"
"Yes mam!" He said in a deep 'manly' voice. "Now go get ready for our big day."
Whatever it was, I was excited. With Ty nothing could go wrong.
 
Right?

Hope you like it (x
write more later.
 
Kisses a n d hugs
 
Morgan T i l l e r ♥

Just went to Vegas and HAD A BLAST!
Jammed to Michael Buble the whole night.
& sipped on every cocktail they had (x

Totally watching The City on replay.
Thank GOD for netflilx.