Because it's getting dangerously close to another birthday...
Because the higher the number of hits, the better I look to potential photographers/publishers, a new pic of moi---> http://www.modelmayhem.com/pic.php?pic_id=438d552ce6f03
I gotta say, I like modeling. It's not just an ego thing (although my confidence level has shot through the roof, now that I know the tricks that make those dolls on magazine covers so ridiculously gorgeous), it's just FUN! Yeah, it's way more than just standing around looking pretty, it can be pretty taxing, all that pushing out cleavage wears on the back and flexibility is a BIG advantage. But I love working with brilliant, imaginative photographers and skilled make-up artists and producing compelling (ideally) images. I kind of regard it as being like silent movie acting.
And for someone who was overweight and painfully insecure as a kid (and rather self-loathing), even these little amateur shoots and TFP (time for prints) with gifted professionals mean a lot. Not so much that other people have deemed me not only acceptable, but pretty enough to be photographed, but I've stopped being so critical of myself.
Pity it took 32 years to turn this corner. Lots of unlearning to be done.
Additionally:
Looks like I'll finally be getting some decent hours at Charfucks, as the store about ten minutes down the road is VERY understaffed. I need mon-nay!
I like this location better, even though my buddy Brandon isn't there. Things are disorganized, but that makes me feel needed. And it's a more relaxed environment. No one told me to tuck in my shirt and they let me have a drink on the go while on duty.
Sorry for the self-indulgence, folks. But after all, this IS more or less a diary.
I gotta say, I like modeling. It's not just an ego thing (although my confidence level has shot through the roof, now that I know the tricks that make those dolls on magazine covers so ridiculously gorgeous), it's just FUN! Yeah, it's way more than just standing around looking pretty, it can be pretty taxing, all that pushing out cleavage wears on the back and flexibility is a BIG advantage. But I love working with brilliant, imaginative photographers and skilled make-up artists and producing compelling (ideally) images. I kind of regard it as being like silent movie acting.
And for someone who was overweight and painfully insecure as a kid (and rather self-loathing), even these little amateur shoots and TFP (time for prints) with gifted professionals mean a lot. Not so much that other people have deemed me not only acceptable, but pretty enough to be photographed, but I've stopped being so critical of myself.
Pity it took 32 years to turn this corner. Lots of unlearning to be done.
Additionally:
Looks like I'll finally be getting some decent hours at Charfucks, as the store about ten minutes down the road is VERY understaffed. I need mon-nay!
I like this location better, even though my buddy Brandon isn't there. Things are disorganized, but that makes me feel needed. And it's a more relaxed environment. No one told me to tuck in my shirt and they let me have a drink on the go while on duty.
Sorry for the self-indulgence, folks. But after all, this IS more or less a diary.