“Why don’t you come over and we will see if you make the cut?” The photographer stated, after hearing me express my insecurities. I was so nervous because I knew that models had to be at least 5’9 with perfect skin… I already had stretch marks and I am only 5’2… certainly I would be turned away at the front door… Despite everything in my fiber telling me I wasn’t good enough, I still drove myself there to do my first photo shoot ever. We agreed over the phone to shoot lingerie and swimwear, because I told him I was not ready or confident enough for nudity.
“You see these fancy lights? This is how I will make you look hott!” …but I am hott… that’s why I am here… right? “Look at this on the camera, that’s called a hiss-tuh-gram” he enunciated slowly, as if I didn’t understand anything in the world… “This will help make you look good in the photos!” The pit of my stomach sank. He already knew I was insecure about my height and stretch marks. “Go brush your hair again, we are about to start.”
“Now slowly start turning in a circle while taking off your top” he instructed, as if it was a casual process of all photo shoots ever… “But….” I stammered, confused by his conflicting instructions, “you said we were just doing a lingerie shoot? Not nudity right?”
“Listen here, missy, these photos have to be COMPETITIVE with everything on the internet!” His toxic tone turned me into a deer in the headlights. “If you don’t get naked, you are just wasting my time here!”
To be continued in tomorrow's post...
*Kristy
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Disclaimer - the photo in this post is not related to the story ;)
Timothy Knox
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