Pyrope Garnet |~ The Capitol |~ DONE

(The looks will be written from her point of view.)

My looks, eh? They're perfect, and everyone knows it. Every color, every hairstyle, every dress... all in all, everything looks great on me. I was born with just plain blonde hair, my mother would (surprisingly) not let me dye it until I had turned fifteen. Quite unfair, to be honest. Some of the other kids got to dye their hair at an age of seven. And you know, just when I got to dye my hair, black was a huuuge trend in Panem... I mean, the Captol.

I started out with a kind of dark style, because of the very hot trends a few years ago. But because I also just loooove pink, I had to put some of it into my outfits. Roses, silk, sometimes even my plates when we have dinner. It's my absolute favorite color, and I don't think I would have been alive without it. Also, my makeup was pretty much about pink.

I have brown eyes, a wonderful, tiny nose and perfect, pretty kissable lips. I am pale, fit and maybe a little bit tall. I have a height of 5' 7'', and a weight of 120 pounds. Im strong, flexible and have a body that fits into any outfit. My eyebrows are perfectly shaped and have never had to be plucked. But now that I have grown, my style is no longer about black, it's way more about pink now. I can - of course - use other colors as well, depending on the trends, but you know, I have already explained my love for pink.

Pyrope is honestly just a selfish, spoiled teenager. She has never experienced being poor, and she thinks she will always have a life like this because she is too pretty to be poor. Even though she is as selfish as she is, she does care about her family and friends, and would be willing to give her life for them, if only she had the courage to. She has never really been in a dangerous situation before, which makes her a coward of high class. She would get scared of the tiniest little things, like spiders and flies.

She has a passion for pink, and she spends most of her free time looking for more pink clothing, accessories and makeup. Just like the other Capitolites, she loves a crazy style and is not scared to run a little bit wild on her clothing. There is never a day without her wearing something pink. She would describe it as 'her reason to live'. And it's not only about her clothing. Also a lot of the furniture in her bedroom at her parents' penthouse apartment, is pink.

She is flexible, but has never really got a talent. She can do makeup pretty well, though, but everyone can in the Capitol. Not that poor Pyrope doesn't want a talent, she just can't seem to find something she's good at. Because having a talent is important to her, she tries to hide it. She has succeeded - so far. She has loads of friends, but wouldn't say she could pick a best friend.

She was born at a hospital in the Capitol, and was named Pyrope Garnet after a red gem that her mother claimed to be her favorite type of gemstone. Happy, healthy, and incredibly wealthy, she grew, day after day. No older than three years old, she got her first favorite toy. It was pink, and is also the reason why her favorite color is pink. Well, you see where that went.

At an age of seven years old, she got an interest in fashion. Her usual clothing contained rebellious outfits, like glass and barbed wires. She used a lot of different colors, mostly black and white. A few months after turning twelve, she started using pink for real. She said 'it makes me more recognizable'.

Fifteen years old, she dyed her hair for the first time. She chose black, and found the color 'pure and amazing'. Right now, she is just embarassed she could even wear that. A lot of her life circulates around looking good, trying to be better than others. She is doing perfectly good, she thinks.