Myrtle+Wilson

Name: Myrtle Wilson Location: The Valley of Ashes, in between West Egg and New York Status: Married Here for: Friends and possible 'more than friends' ;] Body Type: Voluptuous Smoke/Drink: Drink Children: N/a Occupation: Mechanic's Wife Orientation: Straight

About Me: Hi there, its Myrtle. A few things about me. I live in a horrid place called the Valley of Ashes where you can't go outside without getting your frock mussed up and you can't look out the window without seeing that horrible Dr. T.J. Eckleburg billboard. I'm married to this sad excuse of a husband, George Wilson. 'I knew right away I made a mistake. He borrowed somebody’s best suit to get married in, and never even told me about it, and the man came after it one day when he was out. ‘oh, is that your suit?’ I said. ‘this is the first I ever heard about it.’ But I gave it to him and then I lay down and cried to beat the band all afternoon.' 'I thought he knew something about breeding, but he wasn’t fit to lick my shoe.' On a lighter note, I am what people call vivacious. A man once said when he met me 'there was an immediately perceptible vitality about her as if the nerves of her body were continually smouldering.' How sweet of the dear. I guess that is the reason why I caught the eye of this wonderful man named Tom Buchanan who is my knight and savior from this ash dump. I remember the day I met him on the train to New York, he was so handsome in his suit that I couldn't stop staring at him. He must have seen something in me because he asked me to follow him and as I got into the taxi with him, I kept saying to myself 'You can’t live forever; you can’t live forever.' It was the best decision I have ever made.

Interests: I love the magazine the 'Town Tattle'. I adore dogs and I even have my own Airedale police dog that Tom was such a sweetheart to buy for me. My little apartment in New York is fabulous with the lavish furniture and large art I have decorated it with. What is an apartment in New York without a party? I fully enjoy breaking open a bottle of whiskey and inviting neighbors over for a hardy get-together.

Who I Would Like to Meet: I would love to meet you if you can possibly surpass my amazing Tom and does not have a Catholic wife.