→ eden victoria amoruso is a blue-eyed south carolina native, born to dermot and nora amoruso, two eccentric and hardworking parents who had far more intelligence and love to contribute to their child than most. the three were made close-knit-- the model of a no flurry kind of family. dermot's practical launch was as a contractor, and still that seemingly paid almost nothing even after tackling twelve hour workdays, while nora settled in as a full-time stay at home mom, a role that quickly filled itself in, even after giving birth to just one kid. substitute teaching would later return as her daughter grew older.
→ the majority of their side-income came from dermot's flair for rebuilding and renovating airstreams, recycling metal scrap on job sites, and building custom furniture his beloved often drew out for him to design for her and for friends' homes-- a magnificent skill that happened to seduce twelve-year-old eden the moment she laid eyes on a walnut block coffee table with its criss-cross base and pristine oil finish. she begged to keep it and as result yearned for this to become her future.
→ she cultivated with love in her bones, creativity running unbridled in her little mind. never was she without her handful of queries, as she was her father's child through and through, always by his side, forever wishing to be imparted with his strain of wisdom. it was his infectious determination that showed her to chase her dreams willfully and unreservedly when opportunity struck.
→ sutter davies would always and forever remain her first ambition. a desire to be his, to be able to call him hers. "i just wanted to know what it would be like," the fourteen year old announced, having suddenly kissed him in the park, on a swing where he sat. their friendship had grown into a love that could never be replicated. it was a sad truth that hung around steadily, even long after eden escaped the little place they called home.
→ after the abortion, and succeeding change in location, the ordinarly resilient girl instead spent her heartbroken days on the couch of a relative in the west coast. this was a level of depression she had never experienced, but she had spent weeks, stretching into months, and later into years, convincing herself that this was for the best. that sutter would not have wanted to be with someone who'd opted on the things she had. unjustly she had believed he would judge her for putting on hold a life they had always planned for one another, so cruel and so mercilessly. if she were honest with herself, it would later be eden, herself, that participated in that judgement instead.
→ she attended the art institute of califorina in san francisco regardless, once she allowed her sun to shine just a little again. she followed her father's footsteps, essentially, and rode through the woodshop & designed objects program, where she garnered a speciality in woodwork and furniture. she's built a nearly full-time job in creating art as a living but had her start as an apprentice to [someone fun and wellknown in the arts here]. before that, she was a waitress, a job that nearly lost her faith in humanity. the amount of ill-mannered persons she encountered very much astounded her.
→ after graduating the arts, eden opted on peeling herself out of the fast-paced city and into a town where her dollar went just a little further. she settled on oakland, inhabiting a 500 square foot studio apartment, unaccompanied. in the last two to three years, she has decided to take on private commissions and is now currently presented with the opportunity to assist in the design and structure of a quaint wine bar a little north of her residence.
→ the majority of their side-income came from dermot's flair for rebuilding and renovating airstreams, recycling metal scrap on job sites, and building custom furniture his beloved often drew out for him to design for her and for friends' homes-- a magnificent skill that happened to seduce twelve-year-old eden the moment she laid eyes on a walnut block coffee table with its criss-cross base and pristine oil finish. she begged to keep it and as result yearned for this to become her future.
→ she cultivated with love in her bones, creativity running unbridled in her little mind. never was she without her handful of queries, as she was her father's child through and through, always by his side, forever wishing to be imparted with his strain of wisdom. it was his infectious determination that showed her to chase her dreams willfully and unreservedly when opportunity struck.
→ sutter davies would always and forever remain her first ambition. a desire to be his, to be able to call him hers. "i just wanted to know what it would be like," the fourteen year old announced, having suddenly kissed him in the park, on a swing where he sat. their friendship had grown into a love that could never be replicated. it was a sad truth that hung around steadily, even long after eden escaped the little place they called home.
→ after the abortion, and succeeding change in location, the ordinarly resilient girl instead spent her heartbroken days on the couch of a relative in the west coast. this was a level of depression she had never experienced, but she had spent weeks, stretching into months, and later into years, convincing herself that this was for the best. that sutter would not have wanted to be with someone who'd opted on the things she had. unjustly she had believed he would judge her for putting on hold a life they had always planned for one another, so cruel and so mercilessly. if she were honest with herself, it would later be eden, herself, that participated in that judgement instead.
→ she attended the art institute of califorina in san francisco regardless, once she allowed her sun to shine just a little again. she followed her father's footsteps, essentially, and rode through the woodshop & designed objects program, where she garnered a speciality in woodwork and furniture. she's built a nearly full-time job in creating art as a living but had her start as an apprentice to [someone fun and wellknown in the arts here]. before that, she was a waitress, a job that nearly lost her faith in humanity. the amount of ill-mannered persons she encountered very much astounded her.
→ after graduating the arts, eden opted on peeling herself out of the fast-paced city and into a town where her dollar went just a little further. she settled on oakland, inhabiting a 500 square foot studio apartment, unaccompanied. in the last two to three years, she has decided to take on private commissions and is now currently presented with the opportunity to assist in the design and structure of a quaint wine bar a little north of her residence.