Welcome back to The Oceanside Project! Sorry to be away for so long 🙁
On Wednesdays We Wear Pink
Warnings: bridezillas, mean girls, fire, nudity, pregnant drinking, disgruntled postal workers, and a stripper.
Meet Vivian Moneywell, town banker, resident hottie. Viv currently has nothing better to do than sit around and look pretty while she waits for Fitz Biltmore to build her bank.
Traits: Materialistic, Diva, Hopeless Romantic, Neat, Snob
Social Group: Socialite
The only thing on Vivian’s mind right now is her upcoming nuptials to Malcolm Landgraab, X, Oceanside’s only politician and mayoral hopeful. This will be the wedding of the century not to mention the first wedding for Oceanside so Vivian wants to make sure everything is perfect.
Viv has decided that her friend, artist Matisse Troubadour, will be her bridesmaid and seamstress Dawn Lambswool will make her dream gown and the rest of the party’s outfits. Wanting to get a head start Viv calls up both girls for some wedding planning.
…uh…OK…but you’re on the phone now…
Oh, yeah, you can come over. Don’t you have a newborn or something to take care of?
Oh hey Brodie Mason, town postal worker. Whatcha doing?
Brodie: I can help with the wedding planning. I’m very organized.
Nah we don’t really need you, but thanks though.
Brodie: *mumbles and walks away*
Dawn must be wearing Spanx or something because that 2nd phase of pregnancy isn’t showing at all.
Vivian is anxious to go over all of the details for her big day.
Vivian: I want my dress to look like it’s made of whipped cream!
Dawn: Whipped cream. Sugary, fattening, and unsatisfying. Got it.
Glad to see you’re both on the same page.
All is going well until…
Another porch fire!
Vivian valiantly tries to put it out…
while Dawn bones out.
Dawn: Good luck with that!
Some help you are! You could at least jump around and scream like other sims do.
Thank goodness Vivian can put out a fire by herself!
The Welcome wagon still doesn’t come even with all of my download re-organization and re-downloading.
Fire extinguishing makes you stinky so Viv uses her outdoor shower.
Oceanside’s Next Top Model is…
After the sudden departure of Dawn, Viv calls Matisse to see if she’s available now to go over more wedding details.
You’re a pain in the ass Matisse Troubadour.
Again!? I’ve never had two lightning fires in the same day!
Once again Vivian saves the day!
Ah, a bubble bath. You deserve it our little fire slayer!
Famished, Vivian begins preparing the infamous lunch meat sandwich…lunch.
Luckily this one washes out on it’s own before Vivian can make it out there.
Control freak Vivian is worried that nothing is going right today. She just wants the perfect wedding! I know what will cheer you up!
OH COME THE FUCK ON!
Good thing Malcolm shows up just as the fire washes itself out again. Vivian is thrilled to see her boo boo, to say the least.
Vivian then installs the first lightning rod in Oceanside’s history. Hopefully this will put an end to all this fiery porch from hell business.
Malcolm and Vivian flirt, kiss, and suck face on the porch all the way into dusk without another lightning incident. Thank plumbob.
Oh no! Here comes crazy Calista, get inside now!
While Malcolm settles in for an episode of Mime vs. Cat, Vivian cooks mac and cheese for their dinner.
Even though she loves him, Vivian is still grossed out by Malcolm’s eating habits.
Matisse calls (finally) and the girls catch up on all of the wedding plans. Matisse is anxious to help and can’t wait to share her ideas. She even enlisted the help of Selena Bossanova and Minka Yomoshoto. Viv feels a bit a relief now that she’s not the only one working on the wedding.
Now she can concentrate on other matters…
Vivian wakes up alone. Malcolm snuck out in the middle of the night.
Hey Viv, why don’t you go clean up the mess you and Malcolm left in the kitchen?
Really neat sims get on my nerves…
Vivian happily cleans the kitchen…
recycles the paper…
and makes herself fruit parfait for breakfast.
Matisse calls to go over her thoughts for The Wedding of The Century.
After going through the limited amount of places where they could have it, Matisse and Vivian come up with the idea to have Fitz build a courthouse/city hall just for Viv’s wedding. Vivian loves the idea. She thinks she can trick Malcolm into funding it by convincing him that he needs his own workplace to govern the town as well as a place to hold the ceremony.
Why so grumpy Brodie?
Brodie: If she would’ve let me help her I could’ve found a fabulous place for her wedding at no extra cost. I know all of the great hidden places around here. But noooo, no one cares about my ideas!
Right… because you’re just an extra.
Brodie: I’ll show her who’s just an extra!
Maybe we better watch out for the angry mail lady…
Vivian wants to make sure she is in tip top shape in her frothy gown so she spends a few hours on the treadmill.
She did really well and didn’t start to suck until the end.
But not even the joy of working out can stop her from worrying that something was going to go wrong.
This is when I realized I forgot to use her aspiration benefits to invest Oceanside’s money. This is your only job Vivian – DO IT!
Vivian decides to throw a party for her homegirls as a thank you for all of their help.
Becca Goodacre wasn’t invited because Vivian barely knows her and Sadie Winchester wasn’t invited because, well, she’s Sadie Winchester.
Who’s not showing up?
Minka! Even though she didn’t accept the party invitation she happened to walked by so Vivian nabbed her. Stop trying to be anti-social, Minka!
Viv breaks out the good nectar…
and grills hot dogs for her guests.
Dawn: …and then she said she wanted pink slip-on heels to go with it!
Minka: I told you she was crazy.
Hot dogs are served!
Dawn: *chews loudly*
Sorry Viv. Unfortunately you are not dealing with the classiest group of girls.
After the belching contest, Vivian lights a fire on the beach and invites the girls over for dessert.
S’mores for all!
Soon it starts to rain and the ladies go off to do other things. Minka and Vivian have a chuckle on how gross the other girls’ eating habits are.
Yes Matisse and Selena, it’s always a good idea to go hot tubbing in the rain…
Minka: I hope you don’t mind that I just raided your fridge for some chips?
No Minka, it’s NOT OK.
Minka: I give no fucks.
Oh sure Dawn, you can just go right ahead and take a bath in Vivian’s tub. What kind of heathens are these?
HA! Well, at least it wasn’t the porch this time.
Even after being shocked, hungry, and stinky, a good time was had by all.
I’m sure that will wash off Selena *tee hee*.
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!? PUT YOUR CLOTHES ON! (censored for your sanity)
Vivian: This was the best. party. eva!
Yeah cause nothing says cool party like a naked pregnant lady.
Another day another wedding planning meeting.
Yes, the world revolves around you. Glad you’re happy.
Vivian summons all of the essential people for her wedding planning pow-wow: Dawn the clothing designer, Malcolm the groom, Matisse the bridesmaid, Owen Goodacre the best man, George Lambswool the caterer, Kendrick Troubadour the DJ, and Fitz the builder.
Good idea Vivian. Get them all nectared up so they’ll be willing to do anything you suggest. Brilliant.
Vivian: Nothing’s better than Fuzzy Llamas to smooth things over during negotiations.
Fitz tries to explain that he really has no time to build a City Hall. But his cries fall on deaf ears. Whatever Vivian wants, Vivian gets.
Glad you decided to put clothes on again, Dawn!
Everyone is having a good time and bouncing ideas off each other, but where is our host?
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING VIVIAN? AND WHY IS OWEN THERE?
Owen: Holy mother of the Watcher.
Of all people, Fitz comes to Vivian’s rescue!
Fitz: I knew you were a pervert! I saw what you did in that barn…with the chickens no less! Leave Miss Moneywell alone!
Owen: What the hell are you talking about? I didn’t know she was in here butt naked? I was just trying to use the john. And I didn’t do nothing with those chickens! Seems like somebody had too many Fuzzy Llamas!
The poke-fest goes on forever, but Owen is too big of a gentleman to fight Fitz. He knows one punch and Fitz might be in a coma!
Yes it must have been one too many Fuzzy Llamas. Why else would our proper lady be naked relaxing while she’s supposed to be planning her dream wedding! Malcolm and Vivian finally shoo out the fighting spectators and have some alone time.
Fitz: I’m not a doctor, but I don’t think you’re supposed to be drinking those in your condition.
Dawn: Go woohoo yourself, Fitz! *smile* *smile*
Wait…was that…did you…WAS THAT BABY CHIMES?!
What are you doing?? What about your dream wedding? And your dream dress? You can’t wear that dress if you’re preggo? What are we going to do?
Dawn: Now you know why I’m drinking!
Owen: Did you see the globes on her? No wonder Malcolm’s so crazy for her!
I totally take back my gentleman comment, Owen Goodacre. After all of that poking, Fitz and Owen bond over jokes about Vivian’s breasts. Hopefully this is the first step to mending their mutual hatred of each other.
Vivian: I think I’ll serve everyone lunch meat sandwiches.
Don’t try to pretend you’re the gracious hostess Vivian.
Malcolm: I just got woohoo’d and no one is the wiser!
Uh, everybody knows what you just did Malcolm. You’re not slick. Neither one of you!
Everyone sits down for lunch and the planning commences.
Not everyone is thrilled with the seating arrangements, however.
At least you’re doing something right Vivian.
As the party rages on…
Vivian: Cocktails anyone?
Fitz finds time to relax away from the others.
Viv says goodbye to all of her guests. I don’t think anything was really accomplished…
and heads to bed early. I wonder why you’re so tired? *hmph*
Oh gee Vivian, do you have an upset tummy? Heifer.
At least you have something else to clean *bright side*.
Because of all this queasiness, Vivian wonders if she’s pregnant *grrrr* and decides to give Minka a call.
Brodie: *grumbling while getting the mail* She invited all of those people over to plan the wedding and nothing was accomplished. I could’ve had this wedding done two days ago, but noooo! No one cares about Brodie. Brodie the mail lady, all she can do is deliver mail. I want friends too. I’m so lonely…
Uh… ahem… moving on…
Minka confirms that Vivian’s symptoms sound like the first stage of pregnancy. Vivian doesn’t know what to think. They were going to get married on the first day of Summer but that’s the day the baby is due. Will she have to postpone her dream wedding?
Then Vivian remembers something Matisse told her.
Vivian: Matisse told me that if I put soda in my woohoo the baby will disappear. Is that true?
Minka: What the hell are you talking about?
DO NOT LISTEN TO MATISSE TROUBADOUR! SHE’S NOT A DOCTOR!
Right after hanging up with Minka…
Vivian: *pop #1*
No amount of soda will get rid of that baby now, Vivian.
Speak of the devil. Matisse arrives to get everything ready for the bachlorette party she’s throwing for Vivian tonight. Looks like it might turn into a baby shower, Matisse.
Matisse tidies up while Vivian takes a long nap.
Dawn waddles in and cooks the hot dogs while Matisse calls all of the other girls for the party.
Well… not all of the girls… only the cool ones.
WHO DIDN’T SHOW UP?!
*grrrrr* MINKA! Stop being anti-social or they’re going to add you to the non-cool girls list with Becca and Sadie!
Minka: No, no I want to be on the cool girls list!
Minka tries to make up for her behavior with mixed drinks. Good girl, Minka!
Later Minka tries to school Matisse on her dubious methods of birth control.
Minka: …soda in the woohoo will not prevent pregnancies. Please stop telling people this. It makes you look ignorant.
Matisse: I’ve been using soda in my woohoo my whole life and I’ve never had a problem.
Minka: Please. stop. talking…
The princess emerges from her beauty sleep to see all of her girlfriends. Pregnant or not she’s ready to party her ass off!
Matisse gets the party started with some smustling. Everyone’s having a great time!
Wait… who is that running up to the deck with just his chonies on?
Oh my plumbob it’s Malcolm! Who ordered the sexy smustling stripper?
The smustle keeps going until the sun goes down. Vivian is having the best time. I wonder if Malcolm notices her belly bump?
Matisse, Selena and Vivian all need a cool down after such vigorous dancing. Minka is much more loose after having one of her cocktails. She’s a dancing machine out there with Malcolm!
Viv, I think Malcolm just noticed your situation.
Malcolm: Oh shiiiiiiitttttt!
Viv and Minka finally get a chance to talk about proper prenatal care away from Matisse and her weird advice.
Poor Vivian. Knocked out before her guests even leave!
Vivian, how about you clean up the mess from the party last night?
Vivian: c-c-could I?
Ugh, neat sims.
There’s a whole load of fun waiting for you in the kitchen/dining area.
After cleaning everything, Vivian decides to ask Malcolm over so they can talk about what’s going on. For the first time this week Vivian doesn’t want to go over the wedding, she wants to talk about their child.
She waits for Malcolm on the front porch anxious about the conversation. What if he doesn’t want to marry her now? What if he doesn’t want to be a dad? And worse yet, what if he doesn’t want to pay for this child? Yes, above all, Vivian is all about the simoleons.
However, all of her fears are put to rest. Of course Malcolm isn’t going to leave. He brings up the idea of moving into Viv’s house before the wedding so he can be there for his newborn.
Unfortunately this means he’s squashing any idea of building a city hall right now. He suggests they get married here at the house after the baby is born. Vivian doesn’t really like the idea but it makes more sense. She concedes. It could still be her “dream wedding” even if it isn’t the “dream location.”
Malcolm knows Viv has been stressed this week and gives her a much needed back rub.
Then they relax on the beach.
Malcolm: What the hell?
Vivian: *pop #2*
That’s right girl. Time to get into the comfy pjs.
Our returns are getting lower everyday.
Vivian lays down to take a nap and Malcolm tries surfing. He wipes out as soon as he got on the board. Stick to politics Malcolm. Leave the surfing to the professionals.
He rinses off and does this! MALCOLM! Thank goodness Vivian will be ecstatic to mop that up for you later.
Later that night Vivian asks Malcolm to move in.
Even I didn’t know Malcolm had that much money!
Malcolm brings some items from his place: a computer, a duck painting, snapdragons, and these lovely tropical photos that Vivian immediately puts in white frames to match her decor.
Malcolm makes his specialty, mac and cheese, for dinner.
Then they have naked sexy time on the loveseat.
Which ends in naked sexy time in the bed.
At the end of this round Vivian took Popularity as her second aspiration (no surprise there). Next time we’ll meet Viv’s and Malcolm’s baby and we will have THE WEDDING OF THE CENTURY! Thank you for reading!
Notes: If you’re wondering why it’s Year 1 instead of Year 0 it’s because I just started using SimTracker and it only starts at “Year 1.” I know it makes more sense but… bleh.
I use Almighty Hat’s aging mod and I just found a mod that makes seasons only last 4 days which works better with Hat’s mod. So after I finish five days of Spring for all of the remaining residents I will have a 4 day rotation update. Five days is a looooong time to play all in one session and makes a loooong update.
Matisse was picked as the bridesmaid because she was the girl with the highest relationship with Vivian and Owen is the boy with the highest relationship with Malcolm so he became the best man.
Credits: Traits system originally from Sims 3 and adapted by Serisims and Maranatah.