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“Alright, I’ll take Henry, Nicole, Jenny, and Gina.” The casting director is peering over her glasses onto a clipboard, that familiar sheet of paper that…
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Someone gave me a plant last weekend for my birthday and it’s already dead. I watched it with a familiar confused hesitation as little dry…
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Take a close look at the magazine rack next time you’re standing in the checkout line. It might be a new week, but it’s always…
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Marco’s brought me over here on the pretense of meeting a dude. “You’ll like Nicholas,” he says. “Right up your alley.” In my “right up…
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Over the last six years, I’ve done my fair share of complaining about modeling. The weird bones that have presented themselves on my feet because…
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Q: How many models is too many models for my boyfriend to follow on Instagram? I’m not jealous by nature, but at what point is…
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“Are you a model?” A man in shlumpy jeans and a fedora stands near a configuration of chairs in the lobby of my hotel, where…
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It’s a Saturday. I enter through the side door, past the loading docks for equipment rentals and towards an open door where clothing hangs from…
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Never be the last to leave the party. In real life, I get that. I’m usually the first to French exit, dipping out before things…
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