Category Archives: Weird Stuff About Being a Model
male models scare me
what is wrong with this picture? if you guessed, the girl looks like she’s looking for an escape hatch, you’re totally right. if there was a thought bubble over my head, it would say, “if i look at the floor … Continue reading
you meet the strangest people in the fashion industry
this is dicky. i don’t know why he gave me a signed polaroid of himself at the end of the shoot, but he did. he was our stylist (which means he was in charge of the clothes and shoes and stuff … Continue reading
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before i was even seventeen
is it me or does it seem weird to you, too that by the time i was seventeen (according to my portfolio) i was married… and pregnant… and had become an old lady. Creepy–no?
in real life this is called dorky
because seriously, would you and your friends ever wear matching outfits and think that’s cool? i don’t know why japanese photographers are so into this.
girls in park
i can’t tell what this reminds of me of more: two little sisters sulking becuase mom made us wear these stupid hats, or some strange lesbian fantasy thing. disturbing either way. this one’s a little more normal–we’re all, ‘too cool … Continue reading
casting: scene four
there is nothing more awkward than being stared (and ignored) by a panel of grey japanese suits….
the casting: scene three
ken, the manager, briefs us on the casting details (this one for a poster and tv commercial) in the last few moments before we’re ‘on’….
the casting: scene two
this is our manager, ken. he’s camera shy–kind of ironic for someone in the modeling industry!
the casting: scene one
most days our castings (model speak for auditions) would run late into the night…this vid will take you into the first few seconds of one of those castings, where we encounter a manager and model from another agency. the other … Continue reading
these aren’t my lips
you can see in this close up that the make-up artist painted my upper lip way bigger than it is in real life. i’m not proud of it, but i will admit it here that ever since an … Continue reading