She’s adorable! Also, she just signed with Wilhelmina!!! :) Lucky lady!
She’s adorable! Also, she just signed with Wilhelmina!!! :) Lucky lady!
So, at work yesterday I had to help assist the photo team in a photo shoot we were having outside in a park. It’s our back to school shoot, and I was taking behind the scene photos. Everything was great, we got some great shots, the outfits looked amazing. So did the models.
(PAUSE)
I was kind of upset with my reaction of the models, they are both pretty nice girls. One was ethnic looking/gorgeous and about a size 0 (straight up and down, no curve). The other was pale, cute, great smile about a size 2, with a little curve. I was upset because I was jealous… ME?!?! Yes, I was jealous, and it was horrible. I don’t even get it, I love my body. Sure I am not even close to perfect but neither are they! And they had this attitude that they were better than me… I hate that.
I think it might have been because I wasn’t modeling, and they were. I don’t really know what it was… Maybe how the pencil skirts looked non-sexual on them… On me, they would look like I was asking for a bootie call. Maybe it was how short some of the items were, and again it wasn’t sexual on them at all. I just have to be really careful about what I wear, because I have an ass, and more boobs then they do. So, everything I wear looks like it’s for a men’s magazine. Sure there are advantages, at the same time I wish I could just do fashion. Only fashion. I love fashion. I live for it.
But that’s my story… feeling kind of melancholy about it. Do you know what I mean though?