I didn’t eat yesterday. I didn’t eat today. And I’m not going to eat tomorrow. Cause I’m gonna be a SUPERMODEL!!
Yesterday, I got a taste of what that life might be like; albeit a small one.
As a favor, I was asked to “model” for a high-end boutique here in Lynchburg this coming Friday at “The Gathering of the Goddesses.” It was the first time I wore Gucci sunglasses and put on a pair of Seven jeans. Four outfits total, each worth nearly $1000, was what an hour and a half in the change room, in front of the mirrors and dotting-on amounted to. I quickly fell in love with the Seven skinny jeans and black patent stiletto high heels…but I’ve always had expensive taste and a dollar-menu pocket book.
As we moved through my wardrobe for Friday night, the owner of Jasmine’s asked me, “are you bored?” I can’t believe that my nonverbals would have given that impression; because in my mind I was thinking: ‘this is the greatest thing EVER!!!’ I had been carried away by dreams of runways, flashing lights, and designer outfits that I was sporting and later packing away in my luggage as additions to a rapidly growing wardrobe at home. “Are you bored?” brought me out of never-never land and planted my feet firmly in reality; reminding me there are so many reasons why I have never pursued this before; the least of which is my love of food…
I realize that I may never get to become a supermodel, acquire a closet full of designer clothes, or share the runway with the likes of Heidi Klum; but if you could find a way to allow me another experience of being dressed like Barbie Couture in my brief existence here on earth, that would be great.