I went to my first Runway show a few weeks ago and I loved every bit of it. I felt very stylish walking along Central Pier amongst the fashionistas and fashion photographers. I was secretly hoping to be photographed in my Zimmermann purple dress however the fashion paparazzi must've known it was "so last season" since it was bought last minute on that day at a warehouse sale. (Shush!)
I've always been intrigued by models, their life, their job, the clothes(!), the pressures on their self-esteem. I like how they are like a blank canvas, a comeleon, adapting and transforming to the photographer's or designer's work of art. During a night shift one of the doctors asked me while I was watching "America's Next Top Model", if you could be a model instead of a doctor would you do it? Hells yeah!
