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How did I enroll into the modeling business? How did I apply? Who did I have an interview with before I got the job? In a way, perhaps there should be something like this: a job interview for aspiring models.

First of all, boys and girls are suggested to dress appropriately, like tiny hipsters. They should name ten designers and for which fashion house they are working. Next, they are to stand in a front of a huge white wall with a spotlight directly into their eyes, which they must not close at any time. Three extras are instructed to come in and pluck the boys’ and girls’ eyebrows and painfully brush their hair in the wrong direction. The boys and girls are to stand in high heels that are too big for them while answering trick questions about their girl- and boyfriends and what they would rate, say, being at home. At the end of this session, in which photographs were taken the whole time, the most unfortunate photo would be shown to the boy or girl with the comment that perhaps their ears aren’t fully symmetrical, do you see?

I am of course kidding, this is an extreme extent of both made up and real details of a day at a photoshoot – yes, make-up artists sometimes don’t seem to know that hair is stuck to a head and that a head can feel pain – but I am all for giving young up&comers a little head’s up. Or would this perhaps spoil the fun of learning how to deal with things as saying no, finding your way into a strange town, working with people that are twice your age and being touched all the time? Growing up happens faster this way and in my own experience, I can say that doing some modeling work next to going to school or uni does feel like living a double life at times.

No, friends in class will not understand that you have to or want to lose weight, nor will the creative people at a shoot understand why you can’t walk in heels or why that isn’t part of your daily walking schedule. The chaotic, but fun part, is to accept that these are now all parts of your life and that you can juggle these around easier than you might think. What you should or shouldn’t do is up to you, and I must say I don’t regret any of my younger modeling days.

I did try to lose weight, which shaped my body to how it is today. I got exciting phone calls from an enthusiastic booker, like that time I was at uni introduction dinner and I got called away and could celebrate the fact that I was booked for a bubbly CosmoGirl shoot (my very first magazine!) with my new friends. Or that time I was jumping up and down in my room because I was booked for ELLE, at a time when I had already quit that same uni and a bright career in modeling was stretched out before me, or so I thought. Or that time when a friend photographer and I went to shoot in Sweden in a spur-of-the-moment kind of weekend, and we tried to go jogging outside at 6 in the morning when it had snowed and it froze, because we were that diehard. Or when I said I would stop modeling and I went to uni again, studying English this time, but instead found an agency that appreciated my natural body size and my new booker thought I was this kind of superstar.

I could go on about this for ages, because I feel like I’ve already experienced so much at such a young age. To think that there are models traveling the world at age 18, when I have so many memories only doing modeling parttime, in the Netherlands, astonishes me.

I am now a newly found curve or plus sized model because honestly, I couldn’t stop doing it. Detailed stories soon!

1 Comment
  • Layla

    December 4, 2012 at 6:16 pm Reply

    Mooi stukje 🙂

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