![]() ![]() I was told how incredibly ugly I was and that I was the farthest thing from what a modeling agency wants, that I was just another easily forgotten slut, and was called every disgusting/degrading name out there. Each man verbally attacked me differently, breaking me from all angles. The men were furious with my hysterical response and immediately began screaming at me. I couldn’t move my legs to run, causing my sobbing to intensify. My mind was in total –panic but my body was like a deer in headlights. It was the only word I seemed to remember how to say. ![]() Right away, I began hysterically crying and saying “no” over and over. He laughed and started moving towards me. My confusion immediately turned to terror the second the words, “adult film” were mouthed by the muscular youngest man in the group. He opened the envelope and flashed a thick stack of all $100 bills. My recruiter half smiled and pulled a manila envelope from the folder he was carrying. It was then when I was made aware that the photo shoot wasn’t at all on anyone’s agenda but my own. I assumed the shoot would take place outside, but instead, was lead inside the building. The men unpacked lights and cameras and other devices I was unsure of from the car. We were buzzed in at the front gate and navigated through the compound until we arrived at a secluded villa overlooking a large private pool. We were in the car for around 30 minutes before arriving to an incredible five-star resort. They played really hard house music and talked about women they were bringing to a dinner party later that night. The 3 Australian men talked and joked around amongst each other without saying much to me. The makeup artist said goodbye and watched as we got in a black Land Rover and drove off. I was a little nervous but mainly felt excited. Within a few minutes, my recruiter arrived with 2 other large intimidating men to take me to the photo shoot. I told her I couldn’t wait to begin modeling and how blessed I felt to be chosen. She was a very stylish young MAC artist who knew exactly what to do to my face as soon as she entered the room. I did exactly as told and was totally ready by the time my makeup artist arrived at my room. He dropped me off at an incredible hotel and told me to be up early the next morning, well rested and ready for the makeup artist. Instead, he was distant and icy, acting more annoyed with each word I said. It was the same guy I had been facetiming and texting, however, his seemingly warm charismatic personality was nowhere to be found. When I landed in Cali, my recruiter picked me up from the airport in a new BMW. My recruiter and the original model comforted me throughout my solo trip and promised to fly out my friend the next time I came back. ![]() Due to a last-minute exam, my plus 1 ended up staying in Morgantown, so I traveled to California alone. The company offered to fly out not only myself, but also a friend of my choice. She showed me her modeling photos for the company and told me all about her amazing San Diego trip. He was so down to earth and completely open, even having one of the original models facetime me and add me on instagram. He seemed so cool and immediately reassured me. I couldn’t find the website I originally applied to, and began questioning my recruiter. Still in disbelief, I researched the company’s name on Google. I was being offered a modeling contract for their quickly growing company’s base in San Diego, CA. Until the day I received an email from the Australian modeling company I applied to on ModelMayhem. Expecting to never hear back, I didn’t think much else about the spontaneous applications.Īfter more than a month passed, I had completely forgotten about my submissions. After submitting photos and information to the America’s Next Top Model website, I decided to create my own portfolio and send it out to a handful of other agencies who were seeking new models around the world. For some reason, the ridiculous and completely unrelatable shows inspired me to jokingly apply to casting calls for different TV series. Patrick’s Day, I didn’t feel like doing homework anymore, so I started watching MTV. However, I want to set the record straight so that everyone knows the truth and that I may begin healing and moving forward with my life. Writing this has not only been extremely painful, but also nearly impossible. Even though it’s easier looking from the outside in and thinking the worst, the actual reality is much different from outside assumption. I’m sure that over the past 2 weeks, most of you have already heard about/saw some pretty terrible stuff involving me. The GDP site was identified in the reddit post so that IS who she is referring to She posted this to her personal blog and to reddit, I find it interesting because Ive heard so much about this behavior from those guys. ![]()
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