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Louie Underwood, the classic example of a nepo baby that was given the world from birth. Never had to work for a penny. Before he was even born, he was a public person. Son of Margot van der Underwood, a former figure skating princess, later owner of a fashion label. And Charles Underwood, a wealthy politically connected man and old-money heir. Growing up in private elite schools, and private tutors of golf and polo. Unlike his sister, he never liked sports. He is the elegant ruin of a beautiful dynasty, adored by the press, and formed by money and power. Becoming the face of his mothers fashion empire when he was just a teenager. He was more than a model. He was the brand’s myth made flesh. His mother crafted her fashion empire not just on haute couture, but on storytelling — elite, cold beauty, fallen royalty reimagined in silk. Louie was the golden heir of that fantasy. Walking in runway shows - never with any other males. Always alone, always the finale. Didn’t just wear the clothes; he was the clothes. Invited to every party, every afterparty, always flown around the world to every major fashion week. Having the talent for giving just enough. A melancholic stare, a half-smile that looked both inviting and devastating. He was desirable as he was easy and loving to work with, never making a protest. The breakdown happened due to his mothers fraud scandal, that didn’t just break the empire, but also his and Bridgets careers. The press and medias turning on them, hashtags going viral: #UnderwoodFall and #LouieKnew. He didn’t. It ruined the whole family and he couldn’t do anything but simply watch, as his mother was publicly put in jail. Vanishing for a year. Excessive drinking, meaningless hookups, desperate attempts to feel anything real. He lost the illusion that his name was protection. Didn’t lose the money — the family wealth was too old, too dispersed, too protected. Emerged from the ashes, not as a washed up nepo prince, but as a reinvented tastemaker. Now the owner of the luxury lingerie and underwear brand ‘’Under’’. Occasionally still models - small shoots, friends-of-the-photographer kind of work. A known playboy, but always gentle. Sleeping with models, socialites, art girls, but always regretting it the next day. Wanting to be better, wanting something more serious for once. But he’s picky and always looks for mistakes. Will never hook up with someone in a relationship - he sees cheating as a moral line. Maybe because deep down he feels like he was betrayed by his mother, who was supposed to be loyal. Always hungover, always apologizing. Regret is a pattern around him. Though, he is kind and warm-hearted, especially with strangers. Giving big tips, rescues dogs and volunteers for exposed kids. Always confident, but never cocky. |
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