Hepburn, Grace Helen

[Grace Helen Hepburn]

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grace helen hepburn

* tell us a little about yourself.

Well admittedly I’m sure exactly what I’m meant to say, I mean it’s not everyday I get given one of these whatever this is. But, I’ll give it a shot, that can’t hurt. So, my name is Grace Helen Hepburn, no relation to Audrey in the slightest, I mean I wish. That woman was class personified and class is only ever becoming in any lady and a trait that’s increasing lost in today’s society. I’m not really sure what Hepburn as a surname means, I think my father might have done a family tree once, he’s proud that it’s something of a noble name, I think he told me it was Scottish in origin? I’m not Scottish before you ask, I’m from Los Angeles. But please don’t look at me and see blonde hair and think I’m ‘that’ sort of girl. Of course you know the type, some airheaded blond likely to strut about with a latte in hand whilst wearing sunglasses far too expensive to ever be practical. I really don’t think I fall into that stereotype so please don’t apply it to me. I can’t stop you, but I can ask nicely, can’t I? My first names are Grace and Helen, I gain the second from my mother and the first was meant to be Gracelynne but my father didn’t see the appeal of having two names merged without a double barrel. So I was given Grace, for it’s femininity I’ve been told. I love my name, I don’t mean to sound self absorbed but I think it’s made up beautifully, and whilst I would never judge anyone on their name, I’d of hated to be given something say, unisex, purely because to me Grace Hepburn just seems classic and lovely.

If you’d like to know me then maybe you’d like to put down August 20th as my birthday, that’s your choice though. This year, 2010, I’ll be turning twenty three. I’m not really sure what to make of that; it’s kind of just there. I’m not getting any older, but at the same time twenty three is really about growing up. It’ll mark the end of college and open a new chapter for me, which can be a scary thought. Now that I think about it, I wouldn’t mind staying twenty two for a while longer; at least I’ve got months to go. Last time I went to visit my parents in L.A this group of men started trying to get me to go to a bar, they kept calling me Blake, which I’m pretty sure means Blake Lively since I’ve been told I look like her. I think it’s because I’m just blonde and taller than the normal woman, but still, that attention was hardly welcoming. I mean, Blake Lively is pretty and all, but have you seen what she wears recently? I swear I thought she put a dress on back to front!

* what are some of your positive traits?

Um, well, I mean this is me speaking so anyone could disagree but I’ve always seen myself as being quite open and trusting towards just about anyone. I’ve been brought up with a healthy dose of always being on guard around strangers, but I kind of fail miserably at the whole ‘keep away’ part. I’m just an open person I guess, I don’t like to think of myself as one of these people who have all these complicated walls that are stopping people from knowing who you are. If you’re hiding your true self from a person, then how are you ever meant to establish a friendship? Whilst I believe it’s important to keep something’s to yourself immediately, friendship should be based on trust, not lies, so you should always be open to others. In my view no matter how flawed someone appears, there’s some good in there, there just has to be. Thinking that someone’s just irreversibly evil is actually a sad way to think, right? As much as I love metaphors, I choose to ignore the ‘leopard can’t change its spots one’ because I’d like to think they can. It’d be a shame otherwise.

I’ve found people often treat me as though I’m slightly out of the loop and no it’s not because I’m blonde! Not everyone agrees with my total trust way of life and so people act as the warning that I don’t have. Apparently it’s this aura of innocence that people assume is my naivety, but they only find it endearing. I disagree; I don’t think I’m naïve, only positive. What doesn’t help is that I’m a social snowflake. I know the term is butterfly, but snowflake is much more communal, don’t you think? I just like to be around people, that’s all, and given that I like to be a part of things, I’m always close to the life of any party. I mean, I’ll never be the life of the party, I’m not a rioter, but I’d definitely say I’m willing to be bold and adventurous. Who wouldn’t like to think of themselves as being that? I’m not like, naturally a risk taker; I’m not going to blow my own trumpet here. But I’m willing to throw myself into things on a whim. Sometimes it’s not the best decision to take, but don’t they say you learn from mistakes? Let’s stick with that one, I like it.

Well I do all these little things that make me think if I was born in the sixties I’d be at Woodstock and braiding flowers into my hair. See I’m not about to preach about global warming or anything, but I just feel that people just don’t appreciate the more natural things in life. I mean when I wad growing up I’d frequent the woods and watch birds and all that kind of stuff, but know people are more likely to watch the TV or go on facebook. I mean I go on facebook, but I’m twenty two and in college, I need something to take my mind off lectures! But it’s just a bit sad that people just don’t do things that don’t involve the concrete jungle way of life. In fact, now you’ve got me started I have a problem with the lack of morals people have as well. I’ve always been a proud woman, so maybe this is just me, but I really can’t see the attraction of being what really becomes known as the ‘town bike’. I think respect is a quality that people are forgetting is actually admirable to have.

* what are some things that you can improve on?

Well I’ve always had to have someone there, not even for support. As much as a free spirit as I appear I’m actually really dependant on others. It’s nothing extreme, like I have to have someone by my side twenty four seven, it’s just I have no mind to make a decision. I’m so indecisive when it comes to making choices that without having someone to aid me there’s all chance I’ll just fret and worry about it until I just implode. It’s childish, isn’t it? But I can’t help it, because normally the times when I do things on a whim they turn out not as I expected them too, whereas if someone had advised me not to do it, then I wouldn’t have. I think it’s easy to assume this negative is me not having a backbone or something, but it’s not that. I’m just not comfortable with being left to decide things on my own, someone needs to be there to back my case, and otherwise I’ll be debating for a hundred years!

I have to admit that when others worry about me being so trusting that sometimes they have reason to be. There’s been times in the past that I’ve misplaced my trust and that what I thought was a good judge in someone’s character, really wasn’t. I really don’t think it happens enough to be a massive problem, but I find it annoying that I even think I’m easy to fool. I don’t want to say I’m too nice as nice is such a perfect and boring word and no one is ideal. I’m going to say I just have a strong willingness to accept everyone, that sometimes people can slip past me and ruin everything. Things like this has happened to me in the past before and it’s never, ever been nice, in fact it’d been tragic, but I never let it get me down to the point where I’m, not going to trust people. Because for everyone less than kind in the world, there’s always ten more to counteract that. At least I’d hope.

I can’t deny it; I’m just hopeless with change. I’ve always been that kind of girl who just sets themselves in the same way of life in complete comfort. It’s more the sudden stuff which really gets me. If it’s gradual then okay, I can handle that, but when some revelation is dropped and suddenly something you’ve done for so long is being replaced? How am I meant to be okay with that? Really it all comes down to reliance again, I really do rely too much on many things, but this is a place for flaws isn’t it? I just hope anyone I like doesn’t inflict some change on me; I’m prone to being dramatic sometimes. My mother likens me to a teenager in the way I’ll just shut myself up and start crying my eyes out. I ignore her now though, and tell her that it’s not me being childish, it’s my sacrificing tears for love lost. That seems more artsy, and she laps that kind of stuff up. She’s probably right though, but gods help anyone if I’m genuinely upset. It hasn’t happened yet, but I predict I’d be an emotional wreck.

* what's your biggest secret? we won't tell.

I’m not sure if it’s a secret, it’d be pretty noticeable if it ever happened, but I have this mild case of Aichmophobia. It basically means a fear of sharp or pointed objects. Some people have it really bad, like they can’t hold knives or anything; I’m not as bad as that. This is going to sound strange, but it’s just a fear of needles that I have. Sewing, injections, anything which can give me a pin prick I’m likely to turn green at. It’s not nice at all, so I tend to steer very clear of anything needle related, which is a completely nuisance for going to the doctors, anyone of them who has seen me can vouch for that.

This one is kind of pathetic, but seeing as it’s my bedroom I doubt many people would know. I need a minimum of eight hours sleep a night. That’s what everyone should normally get, you may say, but for me it’s extreme. I will sleep through a sword fight if I haven’t yet had my full eight hours, it’s as though my body is just unable to get up until eight hours have passed. I think it’s fairly hazardous, given that in the past I’ve slept through appointments and lectures, but it’s not as though I intend to do it, it just naturally happens! A lot of people misdiagnose this as laziness. They are wrong.

* what does your heart want?

Growing up I was obsessed with this idea of, like, a grand love. It was some five day affair that ended with me and a boy running off under some sunset. I was hopelessly romantic as a little girl, I thrived on fairytales. A part of me still wishes for that, though obviously realism is required in, what is this, love? I’ll settle for a modern day Prince Charming. Someone who is charismatic and spontaneous and who instantly makes me curious about them. I’ve always felt that you establish a connection with someone on first meeting, and the more bizarre that meeting the more exciting the person, I feel, is promised to be. I always look for consideration in a man, someone who isn’t brash and unappreciative of everything I like. I mean, some say opposite attracts, and as I’m young they might be right, but I’ve always thought you need similarities to have a relationship with someone. Though as I said, I’m young. What do I know about love? I’d not be lying in saying I’m looking forward to being in it. Being in love seems like the happiest thing in the world.

* what do you do in your spare time?

I think people only expect one thing from me, that I like shopping. It’s the whole L.A. stereotype again. It’s why I think people are surprised to find that I have other interests. Especially on a sunny day I live nothing more than going to a park or maybe the woods. Just immersing yourself in nature is lovely. As I said earlier, I think people are forgetting that you can go outside to have fun, and woods especially almost cut you away from the world and take you somewhere else. I’m just a fan of nature that’s all; I appreciate its simplicity and its wildlife. If there’s a dog in the street tied outside a shop, I’m likely to stop and talk to it. Though you rarely see dogs outside museums. See, isn’t that surprising, that I’m a museum girl? Admittedly it’s museums that focus more on art that I love to visit, I’ve never been science or history inclined, but I do appreciate older styles of art. I mean I’ve seen ‘The Hunt of the Unicorn’ tapestries and from that moment on adored medieval artwork.

It’s not something I like to talk about since it always seems like I’m bragging, but I like to sing as well. Saying that makes me sound like I strive to be on American Idol doesn’t it, but it’s not like that. See I’ve always been heavily involved in anything musically related. It’s quite scary, my knack for it. I can play the piano quite well, I taught myself from ear starting at a young age. After that I learned the violin, which I can play quite well, but not as well as the piano at all. For the violin I had lessons, but I picked it up very well. As for my voice, my grandmother used to be an opera singer, so I imagine that’s where I’ve inherited from. My knack for instruments? I have no idea where it comes from, it’s as though someone gifted me at birth with musical talent.

* so what does your family life look like?

My family life is important to me, especially since all my parents have ever wanted is a child. My mother miscarried twice before she had me, and it got to the point where she and my father thought they couldn’t have children. When my mother first found out she was pregnant with me, she was expecting the worst, but then everything bad she expected just didn’t happen and thankfully I was born without complications. I know I didn’t do anything, but I always take pride in just how happy I made my parents lives when I was born, and I’ll always thank whatever powers that be for brining me to them. My parents are completely lovely, if not slightly over protective. Growing up they were adamant in wrapping me up in cotton wool. My mother fell ill for the space of a month and worried I’d catch it they got my grandmother to look after me. I think they both always expected me to break growing up, and did everything they could possibly do to stop that happening. My house growing up was the safest on the street, they made sure of that. But then as I got older I had to make them trust me enough to let me go. To this day I’m sure they worry about me, the fact my mother requires weekly reassurance is proof of that.

The fact my father is one of the heads of a trading company means he was always busy, and my mother had her own job to get back to, though it was a reluctant return for both. So often I spent the day with my grandmother, who would always have her two friends round her house, I swear they were always there. I’m not complaining, those three were and still are some of the loveliest and most kind people I have ever met and each day spent in their company was one I looked forward to. Even now I regularly talk to them, mostly on speakerphone since still my grandmothers friends practically live with her. I class myself as having three grandmothers, because blood related or not I still love them very much. I know some people aren’t very family orientated, and I find that such a shame, because knowing people care about you is the safest feeling in the world.

* what are the memorable moments in your life?

I have told you about my Aichmophobia haven’t I? Well that’s easily a memorable moment since it’s the first time it happened. Against my mothers wishes I decided to try my hand at textiles in school, which proved to be a very wrong decision. We began sewing and I was just turning queasy watching everyone poke needles through fabric, and the amount of people who actually pricked themselves! Oh thank goodness I’m sitting down for this. Well the teacher, I’ll always remember her, she was a complete witch, practically forced me into trying to sew, pretty much taking my hand to do it. At this point I’m shouting and crying and everyone’s staring and then suddenly I’m completely out of it. Next thing I know I’m waking up in the infirmary. The nurse told me I had fainted, and from that my parents took me to the doctors who pinpointed my reaction as a phobia. To this day I die over that memory, it was horrific and mortifying. Thankfully everyone felt sorry for me so sympathised rather than made fun out of me. It’s just needles; I really can’t deal with them! Something must have happened in my childhood… maybe I’ll investigate.

Well in High School I completely took any new student under my wing. I was like a student welcoming committee gone solo, I tell you. And this new girl was, well, I’ll say she was unique. Everyone swore she’d been expelled for setting fire to her school, though I don’t believe rumours so I dismissed that. I felt genuinely sorry for the fact she had no friends and so befriended her and she was lovely and charming. She swiftly became my best friend, even though everybody frequently tried to warn me against it. If only I’d listened. It turns up she was the girl everybody thought she was and only I was deluded enough to think she was completely misunderstood. One night I was meant to go sleep over at hers, and instead she dragged me to a nightclub which at sixteen I was really not meant to be in. So I refused to go in, she proceeded to tell me show weak I was and left me on a street phoning up my grandmother crying. My grandmother thankfully came and got me and comforted me and I swore her I would never see that evil girl again. Trust me, if you knew my parents, you’d be scared out of your wits for them to find out. At sixteen, you nearly went to a club and I was so sure my grandmother wouldn’t tell them. But she did. My father didn’t need to ground me. I ran to my room on my own. I’m pretty sure I hated my grandmother for a while, at that age it seemed like such a betrayal!

I think eighteen was a turning point for me. Everyone around me was becoming so mature and I felt almost claustrophobic since everyone else continued to treat me like a child. I don’t suppose I could blame them, I’ve been told I have a natural innocence, but at eighteen I wanted to be taken seriously, as anyone of that age does. So I set about being more self involved in the things I did, rather than rely on other’s help. My parents especially were reluctant about me moving to Walten to go to University, but they didn’t hold me back. I think it’s been the wisest decision I’ve made so far in my life as it’s allowed me to make mistakes. I know that sounds bizarre, but its true. Beforehand I always had my parents and my Grandmother always there to stop me doing things, and moving to Walten, instantly I began to make mistakes, but I learnt from them. And ever since then I’ve just been learning and becoming someone more independent than I had been. I suppose, if it wasn't for my move, I would be a far less mature adult.

* so we've heard that you're a lot like Aurora

name:
Well I chose Grace as its feminine and since when were Princesses anything but graceful? The art of the film has Aurora moving so gorgeously that it so fits. Helen was to account for her physical beauty, Helen of Troy being the face that launched a thousand ships. I never explicitly set Grace up as being ‘I’m really pretty’ as that seems very mary-sue-ish so that Beauty is put in this name. Plus I’m sure Helen relates to the sun, which relates to Aurora. Hepburn comes from the actress Audrey Hepburn, who was, according to my research, the figure the animators based Aurora’s animation on.
play by:
Okay so Blake doesn’t have the classic beauty of say, Dianna Agron, but I wanted her beauty to be more desirable than pretty, this is a modern interpretation after all. I mean Blake is pretty but she’s got that figure which makes her a female that any man would tap, rather than just look at. She’s statuesque, so demands attention and has the loveliest hair ever. Its golden blonde, can look all Princessy and I think she can appear to be very sweet and endearing much like how I see Aurora as being, naïve in herself and almost childlike.
positive traits:
Being very open and trustful is easy to see in Aurora, just how quickly did she welcome Philip to dance with her? Exactly. There’s no hesitation, so with Grace she just likes to welcome everyone. She thinks there’s good in everyone as I doubt the three fairies told Aurora of the bad things in the world, so the movie naivety is somewhat present in Grace. Grace is social and willing to take a risk, which is a trait I pulled from the ‘Enchanted Tales’ Aurora story (it was awful, but still), in it Aurora was all for creating a party, and I think as a Princess past the films events she would have been the type of royalty who is kind and approachable to everyone. The nature stuff is easy to spot; she went barefoot in a wood after all. And I’ve made her quite traditional in the sense she feels it unbecoming to strut around trying to blatantly show flesh.
negative traits:
I translated her pricking her finger as Grace’s knack for making mistakes, and that she does need guidance from others to make her see straight. When the fairies left Aurora pricked her finger, so she needed them, just as Grace needs people. I made her easy to fool, but not necessarily that she’s dumb, but more so that she has an unrealistic view that everyone at least is somewhat lovely. She doesn’t like to be betrayed, seen when Aurora found out she was a Princess and burst into tears. Cue her last negative trait, the dramatics. If I was told I was a Princess I’d be over the moon, I always saw Aurora as acting a tad drama queeny, so I gave her that trait of being a bit of a theatrics when it comes to her acting like an emotional wreck.
orientation:
She married Prince Philip. Enough said.
turn ons:
Well, I put people being spontaneous as a turn on, seeing how she met Philip; he joined in on an impromptu duet. Like any Disney Prince, Philip was charming, so that’s what Grace looks for, someone considerate and all round lovely. But I left her questioning if opposites attract or not since as she develops as a charcter, she could be attracted to someone unlike her, I wanted to give myself that option.
turn offs:
Well Aurora is so loved up with Philip we don’t really get to see her turn off’s, but I figured anyone who doesn’t treat her with appreciation and is aggressive would turn her off them. I think she’d prefer a man interested in her for her personality, rather than her looks.
spare time:
Well since she slept all the time, who knows what Aurora’s interests were xD But I took her whole nature walk as one of her pastimes, this love for being outdoors. The interest in art was purely my own shallowness since I love the art of the film, so Grace liking medieval style art is a homage to the films beautiful animation. She was given the gift of song, which I chose to heavily focus on and make her some protégé in music, since it gives her a regal, intellectual sense and makes her more refined, befitting of a Princess. Her hobbies are a balance between Briar Rose (the outdoors) and Princess Aurora (art and music).
family life:
Leah and Stefan hid Aurora away for her safety, so I had the idea that growing up they were extremely protective of her. They burned all spinning wheels in the film; here they taped up cupboards and plug sockets. Aurora means dawn, and she supposedly brought a ray of light to the kingdom, so in a more modern sense I liked the idea of her parents being so protective over her because they never thought she’d be born. Through two miscarriages, she’s a ray of light for them. Flora, Fauna and Merryweather are alluded to as Grace’s grandmother and her two friends, who basically looked after Grace whilst her parents worked. Her dad’s one of tow heads of a trading company, so there’s still that King like position and the wealth, though I didn’t make her whoa loaded.
memorable moments:
Memory one relates to her pricking her finger, with a direct link to Sewing. I made up some evil teacher forcing her to sew as a link to Maleficent and her magic compelling Aurora to prick her finger on a spinning wheel. The fact no one made fun of her hints towards how well liked she was in her youth, as Aurora was adored by the kingdom at birth. Memory two has the evil friend who led Aurora astray. Maleficent basically cursed Aurora, leading her to pricking her finger and so Grace’s childhood ‘friend’ also led her astray. Aurora was distraught that the fairies lied to her, so Grace was equally distraught when her grandmother betrayed her trust and told her parents of what happened. The last memory is about learning to make her own mistakes, since Aurora was essentially given an easy life where people were always going to care about her. I don’t like the think it canon, but in Enchanted Tales, Aurora plans a party and makes mistakes, but she learns from them. This is what the final memory is based on.

this application was written by Tilly, who also plays Melisse Laudais & Javier Redman.

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