Back in Los Angeles, I did a lot of work called “informal modeling,” a type of job which essentially amounts to parading around a department…
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When I was growing up, my family had an empty Arrowhead water jug that we would fill up with spare change. And when I say…
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Two weeks ago, there was a life altering, big-uh-oh typo at the Miss Universe pageant, meaning the organization mistakenly crowned Miss Denise Garrido as the…
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Slashies. Back in Los Angeles, where I lived for nearly seven years, these were about as common as potholes, as invasive as Bermuda grass. They…
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Fun. It seems to be coming up a lot in conversation these days. The other night I was sitting at a Brooklyn bar, dividing my…
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Recently, an ex-Vogue editor Kirstie Clements caused quite the stir with her disclosure that she had heard of and/or seen models eat tissue paper to…
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There’s a popular meme featuring a wild-eyed Britney Spears sporting a shaved head and wielding an umbrella with unhinged menace. It reads: If Britney can…
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Models, just like fashion, are trends that come in waves. In the ‘90s you had the curvy (by today’s industry standards, at least), hyper-sexed supermodels.…
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There’s an advertisement on the subway station wall for VitaminWater or a vacation to somewhere tropical, maybe Majorca. I can’t remember. All I know is…
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There, just through the leafy foliage of a potted plant, past the shifting shoulders of the restaurant’s patrons, sits That Guy… That Guy in That…
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The film opens with the all-too-familiar phalanx of half-naked girls, young Siberian women in cheap bikinis, bare limbs exposed to harsh florescent lighting and even…
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“If you could try on the pants and jacket back there. And you,” the man with the close-cut shave and the blonde hair and the…
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