Knock, Knock..

When opportunity knocks I tend to open the door, greet it, and offer it tea then hide under the table in the kitchen because I am scared to actually embrace the opportunity before me. Eventually I coax myself out from under the table and walk back in with my head held high and knock the challenge right out of the park but those few seconds are scary.

I received an email last week that sent me spiraling. A friend thought I resembled a model on a fashion website and he sent it to me as an FYI. We talked and I showed it to some others who agreed the unknown model and I had a familiar “look”. So on a whim; I emailed a photographer I know who does amazing and very expensive work to see if he would recommend a photographer that could update my head shots for me. I wanted equally amazing work for a less expensive price- I do have a mortgage to pay. His response shocked me. Yours truly, will be a photo subject for him at the end of the month for a series of 70s inspired photos. They will be used in his latest movie project and his life's current passion.  I do not know what they will look like but I trust him and am truly humbled he thinks I am up for that challenge.

You introduce me to a 6 foot girl that did not ever have the idea of modeling in the back of her mind and I will introduce you to a liar. It is in our DNA. I played around with the fashion industry in my twenties but did not concentrate on it as a profession. At 36, I am thinking it would be fun to revisit for a bit. I am too old for runways in exotic places and that actually takes quite of bit of pressure off because no one will see it as a failure if that level is not attained. More importantly, I will not see it as a failure.
I feel like a kid the night before Christmas. I am so freakin’ excited I cannot stand it. Stay tuned for pictures at the end of the month.