Terron Rhodes

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Terron Rhodes

1 Lineage
2 Mortal Life
3 Other Pics of Terron
4 Terron's Rides
5 Rhodes Manor
6 Synergy
7 Events by Terron

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Lineage

Sarah Meeks, Lancea Sanctum

Niall McGee, Lancea Sanctum
- Alder Alexander Heppington, Groom - eclipsed
  - Alder Catherine Franklin, Advisor - deceased
    - Mister James Sharpe, Au Pair - eclipsed
      - Her Grace Alder Bridget Connelly, Duchess of Atlanta and Prince
        Mister Terron Rhodes, Librettist and Master of Elysium

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Mortal Life

Man, I really hate high school reunions. I can't believe they want me to bring a written out biography to this thing. They never wanted to get to know me before. Of Course that was all before I became a personal shopper and stylist to the stars. Whatever. I always hated having to explain to my clients that I came from Bunnykill, Montana. Like they know any towns in Montana. I guess I better get this whole thing started. Fucking Breeders. Jesus where to start. Lets see I guess its not like everyone didn't know me in high school. God I was in football, basketball ( yay locker room memories) Seminary, theater, and choir. In a graduating class of 75 its hard to fade into the throngs of people. Man I was the "stud" back then. I fooled around with half the cheerleaders and the jocks for that matter. I was the little social butterfly. Well that certainly changed after high school. I guess getting caught getting frisky with that missionary wasn't exactly the best way of keeping who I was under wraps. Not that I was gay. Heh. I mean, damn, how do you explain to your parents your bisexual? Either way I got excommunicated. This was in 98' right around the time Matthew Shepard was killed. In a closed minded community there is no bisexuality either your gay or your straight. There is no in between. The word spread like wild fire. It kinda fucked up my thinking. Am I gay? Am I straight? Then I realized, I am just a slut. Hehehe. Where is my parade? What about Slut Pride? The problem was I also became highly paranoid and received a lot of threats so much so I took some self defense classes.

Anyway, I was kicked out of my house and was forced to move away. Which was fine, I had made some friends in some chat rooms and had a place to stay in California. I got into UCLA and bounced from major to major until I ended up in some funky fashion interior design shit when I graduated. Honestly I had always been ahead of the game in Montana. Course its not hard when everyone else's idea of fashion was Wrangler's and T-shirt. So I parlayed that into work as a personal shopper for a few clothing boutiques in LA and I made damn good money. Eventually I got my break. It started with one actress and a fabulous dress at the Grammy's, then I started getting a lot of work from other big name people around town. Then I started do party planning and using other people's money to throw lavish parties and I was good at what I did. I even started a consulting firm for just those purposes. It just came naturally for me and even though I do on occasion let down my hair, I am always professional when it is called for. However, running a business and having so many personal clients ran me thin. All it takes is a couple of your clients getting on the worst dressed list and people start pulling out quickly. I knew what was coming and before I was completely ruined I sold my business and took what I had left to Atlanta in 2004. I chose Atlanta mainly because of a woman. Boy was that a mistake. We were married and divorce in 3 months. She said she didn't know I liked men. Which is odd to me. She met me when I went to Atlanta in 2002 for Gay pride with some friends. I was wearing a silver thong and getting spanked by a man when she came up to me. Two plus two equals I like men too bitch.

Either way I still have a big chunk of money from selling my business and am working mostly as a party planner and doing some stylist work on the side since there is not much of demand for that kind of work here. I still make very good money and as of late have been getting top dollar working for private corporations and non profit organizations. I am still single and prefer it that way. I am almost ready to find some people to help me start another business. I have met some potential investors and hopefully my professional charm will secure the financing I need. If that doesn't work I might have to charm them in bed. That always seems to seal the deal not that I care about the sex but I would do anything to get back to being more financially secure. I wonder if that red head I met the other night could help?

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