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monroespie ([info]renaldi) wrote,
@ 2010-01-05 20:40:00
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every day of their lives they read the newspapers and went to the movies. both fed them on lynchings, murder, sex crimes, explosions, wrecks, love nests, fires, miracles, revolutions, war. this daily diet made sophisticates of them.




Gracing the world with her wondrous presence, Monroe Renaldi (sans a middle name) was born on April 1st, 1989. She’s an only child and despite her father having been on tour for the majority of her formative years, Monroe is the posterchild for Daddy’s Little Girl. Perhaps the extended time she spent with her Mother was the foreshadowing of the non-relationship they would grow to have. The two fight 40 times more than they get along.

The first fourteen years of the girl’s life were spent in Manhattan’s Upper East Side, attending private schools and etiquette lessons. However, whenever Joey Renaldi was home, he spent his time undoing all the work his partner had worked so hard on. Monroe’s parents have refused to get married, citing it as a reason many couples break up. The drummer and the model have been dating for twenty years and could not be happier. Between etiquette classes, dress-fittings and school, Joey taught his daughter how to belch, throw a sick, right hook, and how to play drums all before she could even read a lick of sheet music.

And while her parents were teaching Monroe how to be a classy, dignified woman and a burping, spitting tomboy, the kids she attended school with were starting to grow up and she fell right into that world with them. There was the Mimosas at breakfast starting at twelve, Martinis with lunch and dinner starting at thirteen, and by fourteen the liquor cabinets were unlocked and limitless to her. Limitless drugs were soon after, and by the spring of her fourteenth year, she’d lost her virginity in the back of a limousine to a guy who was four years her senior and didn’t even remember her name the next day.

The next few years of her life were spent thinking any show of emotions was a sign of weakness. Very few people actually ever got close enough to see that behind the walls she built, there was a sweet, kind, and caring girl. She made her way through guys and girls alike and when and if she landed in a relationship, it dissolved soon after it started. More often than not, Monroe was left wondering what happened and the wall was quickly rebuilt. She simply decided caring about someone other than herself would only lead to heartbreak and gave up trying.

After destroying a possibly wonderful would-be relationship, Monroe’s parents decided that she needed someone to talk to. She started therapy a few months after her eighteenth birthday and within a month; the change in her personality and outlook had completely pulled a one-eighty. Monroe started to open herself to new people and has generally become a happier, nicer person.

Rounding out her life, her passion in life is Photography. Her parents have a large, large collection of art and her appreciation has only grown, as she’s grown. She received a partial (thought not needed) scholarship to the Institute of Art in Philadelphia upon graduating from Longport High School in 2007. She has a collection of cameras, a hobby that her Father started for her when she started prancing around with a Polaroid camera, documenting her childhood days. She plans on becoming a freelance photographer, with hopes in following in the footsteps of Janice Dickenson or Nigel Barker.



-Goes by Monroe, or one of the numerous nicknames her friends give her (monhoe, monroni, monrow, ravioli, and monbunny)
-Three of her favorite things are books (preferably Bret Easton Ellis and Arthur Nersessian books) music (either playing it or listening to it) and movies (mostly old movies, rob zombie or quentin tarantino movies). She gets her taste in movies and music from her Father.
-Sometimes she can become overly giddy like a little kid. She is a giant nerd and loves to play video games, and loves cartoons. Saturday mornings are spent with her Father, watching The Legion of Superheroes and The Batman.
-She sleeps with the television on, usually tuned to Nickelodeon. And she absolutely loves Spongebob, Fairly Odd Parents, and Jimmy Nuetron. She’s currently obsessed with Degrassi and Gossip Girl, also.
-Has two dogs, Twist and Finchie, a snake named Peabody, a rabbit named Fluff, and a chinchilla, that currently has no name. Her father calls him Puff. And just recently, her mother bought a pomeranian, Ray.
-Hates gaudy jewelry or piercings, and refuses to get anything besides her ears pierced. Has three tattoos – stars on her hip, “Booyah” on the inside of her lip, and “Dreamweaver” on the inside of her right wrist.
-Drives a 2006 Mercedes CLK 550, which she named Shelby, after one of her favorite movies, Steel Magnolias.


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