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In honor of the fact that I had to get one taken today, & ended up with possibly the only flattering one I've ever gotten, I give you:
Fifteen.
Sixteen
Drunk in this one, and I'm not even kidding.
I have no idea what's on page 24, but see it if you dare.
& The current dl.
So you can see why I'm pretty pleased with this:
I didn't know they were going to be issuing me a picture ID, because even after 4 years at it, it always still surprises me when art schools treat working for them like a top secret mission for the CIA. 2,000 pages of paperwork. Background checks. What, no DNA sample?
Unrelatedly: I hate other models. At 1hr and 15 minutes after you were supposed to arrive, you are no longer late, you are "why even bother showing up?".
Fifteen.
Sixteen
Drunk in this one, and I'm not even kidding.
I have no idea what's on page 24, but see it if you dare.
& The current dl.
So you can see why I'm pretty pleased with this:
I didn't know they were going to be issuing me a picture ID, because even after 4 years at it, it always still surprises me when art schools treat working for them like a top secret mission for the CIA. 2,000 pages of paperwork. Background checks. What, no DNA sample?
Unrelatedly: I hate other models. At 1hr and 15 minutes after you were supposed to arrive, you are no longer late, you are "why even bother showing up?".