Day 01 – Introduce yourself, in great detail
• Name, Age, Birthday, Physical traits, Ethnicity, etc.
I’m Sydney Alice Bristow. Most people call me Syd though. I grew up in Piney Point Village in Texas, you know, the whole typical Texan oil family thing. My father, Jack Bristow is an oil tycoon down there, so I grew up more than comfortably. I’m 22 and was born on December 30th, 1989 which I’m sure threw a wrench into my mother’s plans for New Year’s Eve all those years ago.
Growing up in Texas, my mother kind of bypassed all the pageant bullshit with me, which is surprising, considering I have the blonde hair, blue eyes and kickass body that one wins Miss USAs with, and considering I grew up in a town that had a population of less than 4000. I was more than popular when high school came around with all the boys and girls and quickly became the top of the food chain at my high school. By sophomore year, I was partying three nights a week, driving to Houston with seniors to go to the bar, your typical Southern party girl. I worked hard at school, got great grades, scored incredibly high on the SATs but partied even harder. You don’t get like that without having a bit of a reputation, but the sweet demeanor prevented the word sl-t being thrown around town.
I have a bad habit of not being able to go anywhere without having my nails painted, so I guess I’m OCD when it comes to my appearance. Fashion was always super important to me growing up and everyone knew it by the way I was dressing myself. There’s nothing better than bright colours and in your face prints to go with blonde hair, blue eyes and the warm Texas sun. I’m the kind of person that works out everyday but doesn’t talk about it, so that kind of thing pisses me off when I meet people. Like congratulations, you don’t want to get heart disease and you work out at the gym.
If we’re getting into the interpersonal workings of my heritage, I’m American but my ancestors came over from England, but that was like a billion years ago, like discovering the States a million years ago. I’m not a 100% Texan girl (my mother is from Georgia) but I couldn’t imagine having grown up anywhere else even though I complained about it endlessly and couldn’t wait to get in James Madison and ditch Piney Point for better horizons.
The James Madison years are what I’d like to call the period where I spent three of the four years with the captain of the hockey team until he broke up with me after getting drafted to the Canucks and deciding that we were better as friends because of the distance. The last year at JMU was spent blacking out every weekend, and sleeping with two of my TAs and three of my acquaintances’ boyfriends, so I left the sweet Southern belle act in Virginia and flew my ass to New York where I now live with my sister in Greenwich Village.
This is me in a nutshell. Take a chance on me. You won’t regret it.