Date: Tue, 5 Jul 2011 12:48:00 -0400
From: Thomas Monks <thejournal69@gmail.com>
Subject: The Journal 1

The Journal  is work of pure fiction. As I am writing this story, I am
above the age of 18. If you want a story with lots of sex, look
elsewhere. This is a love story. Seeing as it is a love story, sex is in
there, but it's in realistic balance in the characters' lives.

Any similarity to any real events, names, or life events is purely
accidental. If you're underage, (according to your state laws as a minor),
and/or if this literature is offensive to you or to anyone around your
viewing area, or it is illegal for you to view such content where you're
reading it,  stop reading the story.

This story can't be distributed in anyway, shape or form without the
author's expressed written consent.

I am a theater/fashion/luxury loving guy and that is used a lot in what I
am writing it does give off some specific references. I would love to start
a mailing list for each chapter I send out the link and a selection of
images and such that relate to the specifics used in the chapter also I
thrive on comments and suggestions so please email me at
thejournal69@gmail.com


Thursday June 24, 2010

	Hey I'm Charles Johnson Baron, but I go by CJ for short. Funny
thing is, I used to hate when people called me by anything other than
Charles. I'm weird I know, but I believe that my mom gave me the name and
that is what I should go by. But I am an actor and yea Charles is a
dramatic name, but I want to work in a major industry be it acting or in
fashion. But a little more about me I'm 17 and live as the son of a
Socialite in Manhattan. I am a prep school kid. I am 5' 10" and weigh 120
pounds, I style my hair into a faux hawk (one of those sexy Zac Efron style
ones not emo or anything). I am a social butterfly in NYC; I have some
pretty amazing stories and have met some amazing people. Ohhh and another
big this I'm gay, came out when I was 15 and was accepted by my whole
family and my closest friends and most of my school. And despite being
openly gay and a social butterfly IM STILL SINGLE! Grrr, I mean I have lots
of eye candy at my school, but none of the guys into are into me; But its
whatever.

	Well I guess I'll just get to the journal stuff, I guess that this
paper doesn't want know all about what I look like or my problems. Well I
am a bit of a fashionista, the perfect companion to a woman. You do know
what they say "Behind every fabulous woman there is an even more fabulous
gay." Well me and my two BFFs, Olivia Grace and Marie Whittaker, were going
to charity event at a one of our friends house on in the Hamptons. It is
gonna be one of those exclusive "White Parties" where everyone has to wear
white. Well we were like there are gonna be photographers there for a few
publications and that we need to look our best. Well I was on 5th Ave the
other day just doing some window critiquing with one of my friends that
lives in Brooklyn and in the Saks 5th Avenue Men's Store, was this stunning
white paisley Tom Ford blazer and I was like where the hell can I wear this
to. At the time I couldn't figure it out, but bout 4 days later I got this
invitation and was like AWESOME! Well Olivia, Marie, and I have been
shopping buddies for a long time and they were in the same boat as I was so
we decided to get together today to find the perfect outfits.

	We all met outside Saks and then hit the 3rd floor first to find
outfits for the girls first. The event is a formal thing so we decided to
find Marie a gown and Olivia a fancy pants look (She is a bit more
butch). Well I was searching the racks in the Donna Karan section and I see
this STUNNING white draped goddess gown that has this one like wing sleeve
and the other was sleeveless and was just amazing. "Marie come over here" I
said and showed her the gown.

	She was like "OMG CJ this is PERFECT, now all I need are
accessories."

	"Well as you know that is what I do best." I said.

	And it is, see I have this eye for all things glamorous, so I went
to the shoe floor and I swear it was like a moment from god. On a pedestal
with a spotlight beaming upon them sitting right in front of me was a pair
of Christian Louboutin Very Prive stilettos that were covered in a silver
glitter. They were the perfect Cinderella shoes. I quickly got them in her
size and moved to find a bag. Well Marie has this edge to her elegant style
and there was this silver Balenciaga motorcycle clutch and was like
PERFECT. All that was left was to get a stunning statement necklace; I
found this Vera Wang collar necklace that was just a neck ring looked
stunning. Next was Olivia, she had found a pair of white Carolina Herrera
silk wide leg pants, and a sleeveless Alexander Wang cowl neck tank top. I
got her a pair of white, studded Christian Louboutin high-top sneakers. So
with them done we made our way to the men's shop, I told the sales
associate about the jacket that had been in the window, she informed me
that the jacket had been sold out except for the one last in the
window. She was not gonna allow me to buy it, and I know the guy who
designs the windows. I gave him a call and talked to him, he told me that
the jacket in the window would indeed fit me and that if I could put an
outfit together by tom ford and put it in the window I could take it. I
grabbed a new tie and blazer and the woman let me in the window, I removed
the old jacket and tie and put the new on. As I came out of the window with
the jacket I gave the sales woman a fuck you look. I then proceeded to buy
a pair of white Gucci tuxedo pants, and a white Versace shirt and white bow
tie, and I also got a new pair of white Christian Louboutin studded loafers
and a new pair of Dior aviator sunglasses. The total for me and my
girlfriends was like $13,000. The girls each reached for their own platinum
cards, but I was quicker pulling my indestructible AmEx Black out of my
Prada wallet. "Girls please, we are going as a group and I picked
everything out so let this be my treat. You can pay the driver for the
weekend ok?"

	They agreed and we were off. After we left Saks we stopped off at
Starbucks, we ordered our usual, mine which is a Venti Vanilla Bean Frap
blended with strong coffee, and we sat scouted out hot guys as we so many
of summer days did. That was my day today lots of cute guys but still no
numbers, maybe at this party this Saturday.